Should
you ever get lost on the only road South along the coast, (the aptly named
'Pacific Highway') you could always screech to a halt and ask a passing cattle
drover.
Then again, you could always use a big thing or two to aid your navigation...
Drifting south we pass the 'Big Ned Kelly', a 50 foot tin-hated thug who
became revered for shooting policemen. The Ned
Kelly
gang were 'bushwhackers' - escaped convicts who lived by stealing from the rich
and rustling sheep. A bit like Robin Hood, but with Paul Hogan instead of Kevin
Costner.
Further south, we pass the giant banana, giant pineapple and the weird yet
wonderful giant crustacean which must have given the tourist information
officers quite a fright when it landed on their roof.
Regrettably we did not find the giant Bullock, who's oversized love spuds
allegedly swing in a good breeze. Perhaps I should ask for directions to
it...
