Two days of adventure in the lucky country

A comment Darren left on my previous post got me thinking. How fortunate we are in this country to have the opportunity to ride waves, slide down mountains, roll down hills or do whatever it is you like to do that is any combination of challenging, dangerous, exciting and fulfilling.

With the affects of an another unseasonable east coast low hitting the coast lining up with a fresh dump of snow on the alps combined with Holly being away in Melbourne, this past weekend offered a chance for me to go crazy with adventure.

Saturday 3 August

6:29am

Berridale getting the show on the road

6:55am

Monaro Plains

7:17am

Nimmitabel

7:43am

Brown Mountain

8:02am

The beautiful far south coast of NSW

9:24am

A reeling sand bottom point break with a silly name with one bloke out

 

10:28

Delicious croissant from the lovely ladies at Bodalla Bakery with a bunch of old fellas and their bikes

 

 

10:31

The big cheese at Bodalla has seen better days

11:10

Found this fun looking wedgy left for another day

11:16

Another sand bottom reeling right hander, this time a rivermouth teeming with dolphins

13:32

On the search for one more surf

13:43

Clean beachbreak fun

 

13:45

The ledge had a couple as well

15:49

Heading back to the mountains

17:08

Cooma another 139km

 

Sunday 4 August

7:32

Snow on the hills

 

7:55

Coffee awake my weary body

8:17

Puking

8:22

Slow, snowy drive

8:28

Still snowy and still slow

8:32

A moment of clarity

9:54

Solo to the top on the Perisher quad

10:26

The pow is tracked and its starting to get crowded

10:54

Escape into the storm

10:57

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10:58

!!

12:01

Paralyser top out

12:18

Skin track stoke

12:35

Wildness amongst the snow gums

13:17

Still hiking

13:40

Tight pow turns

13:44

Back into civilisation

 

15:39

Couldn't resist a final burn around the park before lounge time