The sun came out, the wind nicked off and the day dawned bright.
After breakfast in the bakery, Peter and Nicole headed back to Sydney with 2000 other bikers. The rest of our little crowd met up with Ned and Kev and their little crowd to make a new little crowd.
We headed out of Thredbo along the Alpine Way towards Khancoban but the first downhill twisty bits were spoiled by a kamikazee Audi driver. Luckily for me I managed to avoid him but when I caught up to the mob at the rest stop, they were comparing survival notes.
Having ridden through England and Europe, I have to say that Australian drivers are by far the least tolerant of motorcycles - often using them as target practice.
Mark, Garry and I stopped for a break at the Southern Cloud memorial and by the time we caught up with the others at the 4 Bears Cafe at Tumbarumba, they had almost finished their lunch. They were all heading north in search of another pitstop before Sydney - only the 3 of us heading back to Thredbo.
We ventured along Elliots Way which is one of the nicest riding roads with lovely little twisty bits and fabulous scenery. It's hard to put into words just how magnificent this area is and photos just don't do it justice at all.
Sunday riding on the Alpine Way is excellent. Most of everyone has gone home and the roads are empty - particularly in the late afternoon. The vision ahead is often clear for 100's of metres so you can take the corners tighter and/or wider than you would normally have to. This makes for great riding conditions and lots of fun.
Once again we arrived back at the chalet exhausted and didn't even bother venturing out for dinner.