Each of our road trips start with either blasting out or belting out (depending on whether we’ve been fortunate enough to get the iPod connected or not) a song called Never Tire of the Road by Andy Irvine. I had never heard of the song or singer before I met a certain someone but now it’s sort of become our road trip thing… and one which never seemed more appropriate than when we were speeding out of Melbourne towards the Great Ocean Road. Mr Irvine melodically proclaims that he will “never tire of the road… never tire of the rolling wheels, never tire of the ways of the world, way out yonder is calling me…”, and we always enthusiastically sing along in agreement. Because it’s true: I don’t think we will ever tire of jumping in the car, driving somewhere new, and seeing what we can see!
The Great Ocean Road is one of the world’s most famous road trips, with people travelling far and wide to get a glimpse of Victoria’s rugged coastline, expansive forests and friendly villages. The region has a lot to offer, making it the perfect destination for families, couples, and friends alike, and for those with or without the luxury of time on their hands. We gave ourselves three days for the round trip from Melbourne to cover just the main sights along the coastline; I’ve heard of people doing it in just one or two days but that seemed far too rushed… with three days we were able to see everything we wanted to and do it at a leisurely pace! If you’re looking for some inspiration to take your own Great Ocean Road adventure, perhaps you’d like to follow our route…
Road trippin’ with my two favourite allies… Fully loaded we got snacks and supplies… it’s time to leave this town, it’s time to steal away… Let’s go get lost, anywhere in the USA…
Or anywhere for that matter, because I love a road trip, and that Red Hot Chili Peppers track. Anyone else a fan? I remember blasting it out from my zippy little Nissan hatchback as I was (very safely) hooning around the streets of Wellington and cruising up the North Island on one of my frequent road trips with my bestie. We’d often pop up to Auckland on one of our university term breaks for a spot of shopping and change of scene, and that track would always be on the road trip CD… yes, that was really back in the day when CDs were still used!
Leaving New Orleans, the first leg of our adventure was almost over… in the next couple of days all we had to do was a load of laundry, some Christmas shopping, and get to Dallas for our flight to Mexico City! With some time up our sleeves, we decided to stop into Jackson; it was on the way and there’s a Johnny Cash song about it- must be good. So with Johnny singing away in the background we rolled into town… only to find what felt like a scene out of those end-of-the-world apocalypse movies.
Some grand old buildings, a couple of pretty green spaces, and a handful of parked cars but where were the people?! We walked around for about half an hour hoping to stumble upon some life, with very little success. Turns out, downtown Jackson has been in decline for some time, though from some googling and the local rag, it seems the good folks of the town are trying to turn that around. Good luck to them- they’ll need it.
We all know that at some point, all good things must come to an end… for us the endless road trip eye candy was replaced by miles and miles of just fields around the time we crossed the border into New Mexico. I can see why the aliens put those crop circles there… something is better than nothing. So we put the music up, set the cruise control and kept driving, but unfortunately a little too fast according to Officer Tyson who pinged us for speeding as we finally made it into Texas!