Think back on your most memorable road trip.
It had been a fairly reasonable road trip.
We travelled from home to a wedding in Port Macquarie where we stayed a couple of nights. The wedding was idyllic, right on the river, followed by a party that it seems only Filipinos can pull off.
We travelled up the coast to Maclean and thence to Queensland. At Warwick we visited a friend, before going to Toowoomba to visit our daughter and son-in-law.
Rain in our part of the world had caused flooding. The direct route via Moree was blocked. No problem, take the slightly longer but more scenic route down the New England Highway.
We got to Tamworth, normally a two hour drive from home. We learned that the road to Gunnedah was closed, but we thought we could head further south and bypass the flooded roads.
It was not to be. At one stage, a reasonable looking road got smaller and smaller until, just beyond a rise, the descent went into a raging torrent that normally does not exist. After a ten point turn, desperately trying to avoid the mud that could leave us bogged, we went back to Tamworth for the night.
The next morning we were able to get home, but only by a detour that added another two hours to the journey.
It was so good to get home.
A 5 hour journey took over 24 hours.

