MOT Tour Day 74 - Jindivick to Orbost

When we tour, almost every day is an adventure, a chance to see new or different or both. The few days that aren’t full of the wonder of discover are usually like today, just driving days. 

We moved 280 kms east along the Princes Highway, one of Australia’s oldest formal highway routes. In the most part, post Melbourne, it’s made for quick traffic flow with dual carriageway transit and many less significant  towns bypassed. This is less so the further east you get.

We arrived at Orbost for a late lunch and consistent rain arrived soon after. I managed a short walk to the adjacent Snowy River. By the stage it reaches Orbost, the haste and impetuousness of its early passage through the mountains to the north has been spent and here it is lazy and wide. It’s journey to the sea at Marlo is all but a few wicked bends from being over. Heavier rain drove me to the shelter of trees by the bank and in lighter phases, a scamper back to the constant dryness of the van.

To quote Van Morrison, “my mother told me, there’d be days like these.”