Day Two, 29 March, Mount Annan to Batemans Bay

Day two dawns crisp and clear and 22 degrees.  After a hearty breakfast at Dean and Carla’s we head off down the Hume, a delightful scent of eucalyptus leaves mixing in with just a hint of Kangaroo roadkill and exhaust fumes, we were truly at one with nature. Funny thing over here, turns out the Aussies also celebrate Easter same time as us and they also go hit the road on the Thursday...........Yes we suffered.......

Anyway, we see a sign that says “the great southern hills wine region” so we take an off-ramp into the wee village of Mittagong.  We decided we would like to immerse ourselves in the culture and language of this country and mix with the locals at a cafe.  Low and behold in front of us, right there in Bong Bong street was the coffee house.

After the expected language comprehension difficulties you can imagine with tourists in a foreign country, we consumed our two flat whites and carried on, happy we were blending in,

and no-one knew we were tourists.

We had a great day, before and after the wee village of kangaroo Valley, a delightful ride with relatively little traffic.  This route was recommended by the locals in Sydney and proved well worth the ride.

Just before Fitzroy falls we saw a Police Car on the side of the road, red and blues flashing, turns out he was wagging his finger and giving some tourists in an SUV an absolute earful about their obvious behavior.  I have no idea what nationality they were, but from the physical attributes I spotted as I cruised sedately past, they looked to from a country to the North and East of Australia..............just saying.  Good man Mr Policeman.

Arriving in the delightful village of Batemans Bay, couple beers on the waterfront, once again we had language and comprehension difficulties, the barmaid had never heard of IPA or Pilsner.  She now knows all about them.