Today as i woke, i knew i was about to go on an adventure so the usually snail like me in the morning was up and about as soon as the alarm went off(which rob had sneakily placed on the bed next to me)
I stripped the sheets and happily smiled to myself.
I went down stairs to find Rob with an equally large smile on his face. We are ready!
We load our bags onto the bike, rob gets on and asks me to jump on..where? We have two side panias and a huge bag above the back, rob also has a bag on his back. I look at the small gap awaiting me and figure the odds are slim but ill try. Tried, tested, failed.
I tell him im going to have to get on before he does if he wants to fit me on the bike. I sit on, he attempts get on the bike and it nearly falls over. If we hadn’t been next to a pillar we would have fallen over and taken the 200kg bike, 60kg of luggage and 160kg of us. Haha now that would have been a funny sight to watch. Disaster occurs and we havnt even left the driveway.
We are off, for an hour any way, we make a stop at my aunties house to say our farewells my old work place who all come out to hug us good bye. I was only there for 5 months but felt more comfortable than i had since working for Emirates.
We spotted our first suspect when we parked the bike, a thief for sure, we watched him like a hawk as he stared at the bike realising we are watching, he slowly walked away.
We get some supplies and start riding up through bruthen, stopped for fuel in Buchen and then started on the windy road to mckillops bridge. We were so high there was fog through the mountains and on the road. It looked familiar and smelt like childhood memories. Only two major smells remind me of the early days. A paint/tradie shop and the bush, daddies girl.
The road was so narrow and windy which scared the bagebas out of me. I held on tight. It was a single lane but on coming traffic could have come around any corner and it was a huge drop down the side. To make matters worse by this point it was raining and kangeroos were jumping out of every direction.
We make it to mckillips camping area and retreat under the only shelter we see, an information board. Rob is soaked through, he thought the trip would be too hot for his waterproofing liner to be used in his motorbike jacket. Im warm, and relatively dry. Thank goodness for that cause i would have been ready for a bath and bed otherwise.
It stops raining about 5 minutes after we arrive and doesn’t start again whilst we’re here. Yay.
We set up the tent, cook some eggs and start exploring. We are close to the river, the snowy river. It’s beautiful, wide and warm. Definitely didn’t expect warm. By now is getting darker, i ask rob to come with me to the single drop dunny. After living in the city so many years it just screams to me horror movie, or maybe I’ve had to many people scare me in a drop dunny as a child. I don’t know, but he didn’t care, sure he says.
We retreat in the tent. Robs looks at maps and tells me whats to come while i write what has been.
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