Main North Road is the major north-south arterial route north of the city of Adelaide, South Australia.
From the Adelaide city centre, it passes through the Adelaide Parklands and the suburbs of Thorngate, Medindie, Medindie Gardens, Nailsworth, Prospect, Sefton Park, Blair Athol and Enfield before reaching the major intersection at Gepps Cross. Here the road forks, with the Port Wakefield Road (A1 - National Highway 1) continuing to the north, and the Main North Road turning northeast and continuing as the A52. It continues through Salisbury and Elizabeth to Gawler where the Sturt Highway branches off to the east. As the Main North Road continues northward to the Clare Valley, the Barrier Highway branches northeast towards Burra. Beyond Clare, the Main North Road passes through the Southern Flinders Ranges to Wilmington at the eastern side of Horrocks Pass, and then turns back northwest to Stirling North where it meets the Princes Highway just outside of Port Augusta.
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