The Murray Valley Highway (/) is a popular tourist route, which follows the south side of the Murray River in Victoria, Australia. The route effectively acts as the northern-most highway in Victoria. The western end of route B400 is the Murray River bridge at Robinvale, although the Murray Valley Highway crosses that bridge as National Route 16 to connect with the Sturt Highway 2 km further north. Historically, the Murray Valley Highway continued west to connect with the Calder Highway at Hattah instead of crossing the river. The eastern end is in the foothills of the Great Dividing Range at Corryong. There has also been a contemporary re-alignment of the Eastern end; whereby the highway used to go through Thologogong, Walwa and Towong (the current 'Murray River Rd' C546). The route also extends further east and crosses the border into New South Wales as the Alpine Way.
Most of the highway is fairly straight and flat, much of it through irrigated farmland. It becomes hillier and more winding east of Wodonga, with a moderately steep mountain pass near Koetong, between Tallangatta and Corryong.
The major towns along the route are Robinvale, Swan Hill, Kerang, Cohuna, Echuca, Nathalia, Strathmerton, Cobram, Yarrawonga, Rutherglen, Wodonga, Tallangatta and Corryong.
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Famous quotes containing the words murray, valley and/or highway:
“Ye Highlands and ye Lawlands.
Oh! where hae ye been?
They hae slain the Earl of Murray,
And hae laid him on the green.”
—Unknown. The Bonny Earl of Murray (l. 1–4)
“As I went forth early on a still and frosty morning, the trees looked like airy creatures of darkness caught napping; on this side huddled together, with their gray hairs streaming, in a secluded valley which the sun had not penetrated; on that, hurrying off in Indian file along some watercourse, while the shrubs and grasses, like elves and fairies of the night, sought to hide their diminished heads in the snow.”
—Henry David Thoreau (1817–1862)
“The improved American highway system ... isolated the American-in-transit. On his speedway ... he had no contact with the towns which he by-passed. If he stopped for food or gas, he was served no local fare or local fuel, but had one of Howard Johnson’s nationally branded ice cream flavors, and so many gallons of Exxon. This vast ocean of superhighways was nearly as free of culture as the sea traversed by the Mayflower Pilgrims.”
—Daniel J. Boorstin (b. 1914)