At dawn the Nullarbor roadhouse was just a navy blur, but as we left and drove down the highway, the sun squeezed over the horizon, a perfect yellow disc. Shafts of light made the bitumen sparkle; a ...

Why? Because "drive-offs are successfully prosecuted". "There's only two places they can go from here the Norseman coppers or the Eucla coppers. And the odd one or two who do a runner find fuel much ...

On their Big Lap of Australia, Catherine and David head along the sweeping plains of the Nullarbor. Catherine Lawson and David Bristow, along with baby Maya, are doing a lap of Highway One, the road ...

I look down at the piece of (what might be) food in front of me, then over at my buddy Miles. “Just eat it,” Miles says. “And keep your eyes on the road.” I munch on whatever it is—the texture brings ...