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Published: October 24th 2015
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Day 8 (22/10/2015) Today was going to be the worst day of the trip weather wise; 11C & rain all day.
Decided to head to Cooma for a leisurely drive. Deb managed to pick up some bargains in the shops (as always). Went there to see the Snowy Hydro Display Centre & completely forgot about it. Dementia must be settling in methinks.
Had a chat to Mick the guru at the Alpine Angler about all things fishing, then headed off the beaten track (eat your hearts out Leyland Brothers) to a Winery/Brewery/Distillery along a wet boggy dirt road which the Nissan ate for breakfast. Had a few tastings & bought some of the local product for future consumption. Back onto the wet boggy dirt road to make the Nissan completely filthy as it should be. Mud on a 4WD is a badge of honour!
Back into Jindabyne for an early night.
Day 9 (23/10/2015) Today was all about shopping for Deb & fishing for Bob. The pressure was on to bring home dinner & of course I failed miserably. Hooking 3 Rainbow Trout & landing only the smallest one, losing a 3 pounder
in the process. End result: Bob not happy Jan! At least Deb got some more bargains!
Into bed for another early night as tomorrow is going to be a huge day.
Day 10 (24/10/2015) Up early & off to Thredbo to climb Mt Kosciuszko. All kitted out in the thermal layers & hiking boots for the slog ahead. Paid the entrance fee to the National Park ($17), then paid the Ski Lift fee ($35 each; more bloody highway robbery).
Up the ski lift we go which is the secondary lift (main one out of operation for maintenance) which means we have to walk an extra 400 Metres. What they don’t tell you is that that 400 Metres is at an angle steeper than 45 degrees. Deb’s face is enough to say “what have you got us into, you bastard?” Bob walks a bit faster to get away from said pissed off face!
Once we hit the tracks the walk gets a bit easier, with the exception of a few steep sections that test out the legs & a few slippery icy snow sections that have covered over
the paths. Near the summit is a steep icy snow incline which is extremely narrow with a steep drop off. Lots of slipping & sliding, but after 2 ½ hours we reach the summit. Can’t see a bloody thing, but we made it. Then a wind gust hits, dropping the temperature by about 7C to something along the lines of -8C. A bit of lunch & leg regeneration & it was time to head back down.
After a few hundred metres it was time to tackle that steep, narrow icy snow track which had become a lot icier by the arctic blast just before. Much laughing as Deb slips on her arse, then arse toboggans down to the bottom of the icy track. What a shame I did not get a photo or video of it, but hilarious all the same.
The rest of the trip down was 95% downhill. About 1/3 of the way down, out came the sun for some magnificent views & photos. If only it had done that at the top.
It took about 1 ¾ hours to get back down to the bottom. Great views of Thredbo blocked by the ski lift,
but managed to get a few pics anyway.
Great scenery of the Thredbo River on the drive back, before we both were given the key to the bath at the Caravan Park to soak our aching legs, but both well satisfied with the feat we had just achieved.
Needless to say, we should both sleep well tonight!
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