We stayed in Merimbula the night before, across from the golf course. We went for a walk on the course around twilight that night and saw kangaroos dotting the greens. The next morning, Jeff went out early to spot birds. The course was covered with roos and a groundsman told him that their course is famous for its pack of about 600 kangaroos. Apparently, they co-exist quite peacefully.
The drive through New South Wales was typically through gum tree forests, which consistently show signs of fire damage and are brown, dusty, and dotted with termite mounds. An echidna waddled across the road in front of us, lucky to escape with its life. Luckily, the roads aren't terribly busy and we don't see too much road kill, although Jeff swears he saw a dead koala one time. I don't want to think about it.
The landscape started to get greener almost as soon as we crossed the border into Victoria, looking like Oregon or New Zealand except for the flocks of cockatoos in the fields.
Australia is the land of slogans.
Take this one, for example. When I get home, I'll crop this photo so that you can read the writing. It says "Slowing down won't kill you."
Some of my other favourites are:
Break the drive, stay alive.
Drowsy drivers die.
(Very ominous, that one)
Take a break. Fatigue kills.
Long time dead so what's your hurry?
Slow down stupid.
Take a rest. Be our guest.
Fatigue is fatal.
The signs are frequent sights along the highways and gave us many moments of amusement. Although apparently, the government really believes that these will help to decrease driving deaths from fatigue. Personally, I think all the lumps in the roads are more than adequate for the job!
This blue-tongued skink was trying to climb a fence. There was a trio of boys watching it, but we noticed they kept their distance.
So did we.
Downtown Melbourne.
Even the freeway signs look like Oregon.
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