Just sharing a story of my first Snowy Ride.... I headed up to Jindabyne on the Friday afternoon, 2 weeks ago, with my partner driving his ute i.e. my support vehicle, well that's another story, who leaves their bloody mobile behind? Grrrr... Any who, a pleasant warm day, no probs, lots of bikes on the road. Had a great night out with family and fellow bikers with a pub crawl through three of the locals pubs. Keen to get a few stamps on my card I headed out on Saturday morning for a ride to Charlottes Pass. It had been very gusty during the night but it wasn't too cold. Well, I gave a few seconds thought to putting my waterproof liners in my textiles but that was too much of an effort, had my Kevlar jeans underneath (I won't be cold) so....a few sprinkles of rain, no probs, a sun shower. Ha! Black clouds moving overhead as I headed up on my first Alpine ride then rain, then heavier rain, colder, then huge wind gusts and heavier rain. Water pouring into my boots, soaking wet pants and gloves, the temperature dropped to about 6.5C. I did think a couple of times I should just stop and turn around but bloody-minded stubbornness said no, keep going, you'll make it, no far to go. Well I must've been about 1km from Charlottes Pass when I called it quits, freezing cold, wet and having never ridden my bike in the rain before, I bit scared. It was the longest 36km up there and even longer going back. I quickly warmed up in a hot shower and put my dripping wet gear in the dryers. Lesson 1: 4 seasons in a day in the mountains - take wet weather pants regardless. Lesson 2: find someone to ride with (I was on my own) Lesson 3: my Bonneville is SO AWESOME even in the wet! Can't wait for my next Snowy Mountains ride!