It seemed we had caught the ‘Snow Shuttle Trivia Tour’ up to the hills. Our driver popped out wildlife, and geological facts all the along the way, pointing out passengers who weren’t paying attention. He actually threatened us with a comprehension test at the end, and at one point pulled over and refused to continue unless we could accurately name ( and spell ) the correct term for a baby swan. No kidding. This was a tough treatment with a hangover and hard climb ahead of us. I pretend to snooze at the back of the bus and hoped he didn’t realise I wasn’t taking notes.
The mini bus arrived to pick us up at 8.45am, an un-godly hour after 1.4kg of roast lamb and a skin full of booze I can tell you! Hungover and un-breakfasted we were deposited at Raspberry Creek by 10am ready for the next section.
It was quite a novelty been driven deep into the mountains, views of high peaks and glaciers straight off the bus, whereas normally we’d have to walk for days to get to scenery like this.