Despite the best attempts of some temperatures well inside the 'quite chilly' range, we all survived the night without becoming icicles or being forced to congregate in the same tent, which is possibly worse.
Day three dawned good and early thanks to the local tribe of Galahs, who insisted on announcing to the campsite that they were all awake, therefore so should everyone else be. Still, the view from the tent could have been a darn sight more mundane:
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I've woken up to worse
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The Bike Round Oz chaps are doing a bit of work this morning, so I thought it best I post an update to show willing, at least for appearances sake. Today it's inland some more towards the alpine town of Thredbo, along the Alpine Way and then down to the next staging post of Bright. It's about 325km or so, but a lot of up, down, left and right so it'll be a leisurely days ride.
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| Lake Jindabyne. Behind the fat BMW, if you squint you might spot it |
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