My God, some of you guys crack me up. But I'm starting to work out why southern tourists drive the way they do up here.
The paved shoulder on these highways is about 60mm wide, and after that it's washaways, culverts, grass, and that nice round slippery gravel we have here, so pulling over isn't an option unless you slow down to second gear. Every winter we get, as well as the usual several million bikky-dippers, people on horses, people pushing wheelbarrows, people on camels, or riding bicycles, walking, driving huge vintage single-cylinder tractors towing caravans, or sideshows driving slowly to save fuel, wide loads of all sorts, and there are quite a few single-lane bridges to take turns on, too.
Sometimes the roads can be busy enough that you don't get a chance to overtake for some time, or there's smoke everywhere and you can't see, or you hit the few spots that are too hilly or curvy.
So in the end the best thing is to learn to take it easy.
At any given point in time, somewhere in the world someone is working on a Land-Rover.
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