The Marker

The thing about going off road - even off road along a legitimate 2 wheel drive track like this one - is that sometimes there's not much of a road at all. Sometimes you wonder how an ordinary 2wd will cope with the road, and you're grateful you have a classy 4wd. Sometimes you just cruise along mindlessly heading in the vague direction of where you want to go. Or, in some cases, you just cruise along mindlessly heading in the vague direction of where you're cruising along mindlessly heading. Sometimes you have to follow markers for fear of having the bejesus bombed out of you by wayward artillery. Sometimes you just wish the snow was so low you actually need the markers to decide where to drive. Sometimes you're just happy cruising along on a beautiful chilly blue winter's day getting you car filthy as you drive through puddles and potholes filled with snow melt, occasionally stopping to take a photo or two - sometimes ...


PS - anyone wanting experience in the important life skill of cleaning a car, I know one that could use a bloody good scrub.