{"id":1457,"date":"2018-01-11T08:48:53","date_gmt":"2018-01-10T21:48:53","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/cyclingwild.com.au\/?p=1457"},"modified":"2018-01-11T08:53:11","modified_gmt":"2018-01-10T21:53:11","slug":"ministry-of-silly-rides-2-0-jamieson-river","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/cyclingwild.com.au\/blog\/ministry-of-silly-rides-2-0-jamieson-river\/","title":{"rendered":"Ministry of silly rides 2.0 Jamieson River"},"content":{"rendered":"
Sometimes shit is just supposed to go pear shaped, your mates place gets broken into on Friday night delaying the Saturday depart to Sunday 5am. Meanwhile the two man posse swells to seven after plans get hatched Friday night on the confidence of too many beers. The four of the other five headed out to Jamieson Saturday night and experienced some sub zero alpine weather in sub optimal sports apparel in a campground by the river.\u00a0 When we saw them on the main street the next morning, I felt the Zombie apocalypse was upon us.<\/p>\n
I arrived at Joe’s on time and wasn’t surprise to see Simon wasn’t there yet. Whist he’s not usually the most punctual of fellas, the story of what transposed ut the front of his house the night before more than made up for the lack of punctuality.<\/p>\n