After another day of road tripping, it’s hard to single out one particular highlight or blogworthy moment… So many bizarre and interesting sights.
Like yesterday, the changes in landscape have to be seen to be believed… we left the lush green grazing land of the Murray Valley and headed into the High Country, crossing the rugged great dividing range before emerging back into the wide open spaces that looked like a moon scape covered in huge 
round granite boulders …it was as if there had been a nuclear attack and we had missed the news (which would have been very possible given the remote location and lack of phone or internet reception).
Throughout the 500 plus kilometres, I was struck by the seemingly unnecessary bends in the road…I mean had we driven in a straight line I reckon it would have been a 300km trip.. Now I’m not silly … (no
comment please) I DO realise that if there is a mountain or a lake there needs to be consideration of the best way over or around it…. BUT there were so many wide open spaces where we twisted and turned for no obvious reason…and I began to wonder if the road gangs responsible got bored and decided to get a bit creative with their graders.
I know I am not a geologist or a road engineer, but seriously did it need to be that complicated?
At one point we were winding through one of the more scrubby landscapes and came across…
sign #1 care black ice on road...then
sign #2 pigs on road…then finally
sign #3 cats crossing…and bugga me a cat ran across the road as if on cue…all this as we negotiated the twists and turns that could easily have been a a straight road…and NO mention of the kangaroos that appeared from behind the bushes when we least expected them.
If anyone reading this blog has a clue …I would appreciate an explanation… because it sure doesn’t make any sense from where I sit.
Wonder Years 