Day one. Tuesday 28th December 6.30am start sounded like a good idea. Beat the traffic. We left home at 7.30am. We aren’t very good at sticking to plans. Well, actually I am, Ivan isn’t. He sucks at being punctual. It’s really cold that time of the morning isn’t it?! 4 degrees. That’s ok, we had warm clothes. Ivan was tossing up on whether to bring the arctic, good for temperatures below minus 50 jacket, or the summer, more appropriate jacket. Guess which one he took? Guess who has been stinking, sweating hot for the last 2 days? I did make the suggestion that he pack the extra bag so that he could take an extra, more appropriate jacket, but oh no, that means extra luggage tied to the bike, might slow him down. I’ll shut up now. Our trip was to take us to Mt Beauty. 400 klms from home. According to google maps, 5 hrs 30 mins. We went via Kilmore, Seymour, Wangaratta then Bright. That’s Mt Beauty behind us and Mrs Beauty standing beside Ivan. We made good time, simply because I am so awesome on my bike, and checked in at Snow View Holiday Units. (To the operators of the units, the key is in the mail. Ivan tried to steal it and kept it in his pocket) $130 per night. Excellent views but we didn’t see any snow like the name promised. Should have given us a discount for misleading us. Actually, they should have given us a discount for the amount of pet hair left behind on the carpets from previous guests and their dogs! Ivan dropped some food (he has a problem finding his mouth and often drops food), picked it back up off the carpet and it was fluffy! Lucky he didn’t try the 3 second rule that time hey! Here he is making something to eat, he probably dropped that too. So, we arrive at the unit and I have a shocking headache. I have a cold .I had been sick with a sore throat. Now, I think I got such a rotten headache from the change in altitude. That can happen right? Or maybe I got the headache from riding around the twisties. Oh yeah, I must mention the twisties. Apparently, this region is a bike riders heaven. That is, unless you don’t find the twisties fun….like me. Ok Ok, let me explain. These roads aren’t like the twistie roads I have around home with long gentle sweeping bends, these twisties are INSANE! Like why can’t they just build the roads straight? Stupid road building people. Ivan is having a blast. I’m having a break down. I suck at bends. I really suck. I can’t do them. Ivan tells me I look like a retard. Riding these extreme roads does not come naturally to me. I have to concentrate so hard that I feel like my brain is going to pop. By the time we get to the unit, I just want to sleep. Ivan just wants to ride. I win, I managed to catch about 30 minutes of sleep then decided we should do some sight seeing, again. We headed off towards Falls Creek which was about 35 klms away. Full on twisties which had Ivan excited like a little kid. Me, I was less excited. Extreme twisties on a 250cc cruiser doesn’t really cut it so I discovered. But, I’m still quite awesome Now tell me, what is it with all of the push bike riders and people that jog in Bright and Falls Creek? Are they insane? Must be. These people run and ride everywhere! Must be a prerequisite of living in the area. Up mountains, down mountains, around mountains. The bike riders are seriously on a death wish. They ride these bikes full tilt boogie down the mountains with nothing other than some lycra between them and the road. These guys rode faster down the mountain than I rode on my Suzuki! Did I mention that I really suck at cornering through the twisties? I have to concentrate so much that I end up with a headache. My brain hurts. Need panadol and another lay down. 470 klms 6 hrs travelled I ask Ivan if I'm a hardcore biker now. No, not yet, keep working at it. Stay tuned for day 2.