This town, Tamby East, sits a few kilometres off the North-West Highway. You’ve never been there, but once or twice you might have pulled off the freeway a few hours out of Melbourne to get petrol. There, merging with the northbound lanes, is the on-ramp from Tamby East.
Across the freeway there’s a matching BP station where, on the way home, you might have topped up the tank and bought a dirty coffee for those last few hundred k’s before reaching the city’s lights. That’s where the southbound on-ramp brings cars past the bowsers and onto the freeway. To get there from Tamby East, drivers cross the four lanes of the freeway high on a narrow bridge.
And then there are the off-ramps: the roads that leave the freeway and make their way to Tamby East. You don’t need to know them; they don’t even... Read more
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