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<\/a><\/p>\nThe next morning, we awoke to a cool, but sunny day. At an altitude of nearly 800 meters, we could sense that winter (or at least the cooler season) was coming \u2013 some nights were getting down to near freezing and it took time for the day to warm up. Our ride was calm, but not as nearly as calm as the previous day when we had a car passing us at most every 30 minutes. Now, logging trucks punctuated our ride. We stopped in Tumbarumba for lunch and to pick up food before another climb in the direction of Batlow, where we camped for the night.<\/p>\n Similar to the previous morning, we awoke to near freezing temperatures in Batlow, but everything quickly warmed up once the sun reached the tree tops. The morning\u2019s ride was easy: just a winding decent into Tumut. There, once again we stopped to have lunch and go shopping \u2013 although C\u00e9dric was put on grocery shopping probation because he came back with tortilla chips, salsa, 8 avocados, chocolate muffins, and cheese pizzas (to name only a few things \u2013\u00a0 none of it very sensible when traveling on a bike). Being tired of the trucks on the road, we decided to try a dirt road in the direction of Wee Jasper. What started out as smooth asphalt, turned into a gravel road that seemed to get worse the more remote we got. As sundown approached (which we consider 5pm now), C\u00e9dric and I asked a family if we could camp on their property. Instead, they directed us to the hall (I understood \u2018hole\u2019 and got confused for some time) \u2018next door\u2019 (1 km away\u2026), but it was definitely an upgrade to camping outside. Since we had shelter under a terrace, we slept without the rainfly and the family surprised us by bringing ice cold beers while we were eating dinner later in the evening (a real treat when you\u2019re on a bike).<\/p>\n The next day, we continued our journey towards Wee Jasper on winding dirt roads, but a nice ride through eucalyptus forests and views into the Snowy Mountain range. Once we hit the small town of Wee Jasper, the scenery turned into sheep and cattle farms once again. At towards the end of the day, C\u00e9dric and I found a nice camping spot on the Cavan Station after talking to the farm manager (this time 35,000 merino sheep and 10,000 hectares, ultimately owned by an Australian\/American media mogul) where we watched the sun set behind the hills. This might have been our only chance ever to get invited at Rupert Murdoch\u2019s property (although we neither particularly like him and his actions nor support his opinions)!<\/p>\n <\/p>\n Once we awoke to another cool morning, C\u00e9dric and I cycled into Yass to pick up food for the upcoming days (this time, he did better) and then we continued out, n dirt roads to avoid the Hume highway (which happens to serve as a bike lane as well\u2026). A few kilometers outside of town, we were stopped by a local farmer to see if we were all right (we were) and insisted to bring us a few sodas for our journey. Never the ones to say no to sugary carbonated drinks \u2013 we said yes and he brought back a plethora of cold sodas, his wife, and some of her famous apple cake. We all chatted for a few minutes before C\u00e9dric and I set off in the direction of Gunning, where we made use of the free BBQs and showers.<\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n