"JUST walking".
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That's Grant 'John' Cadoret's response when you pull up beside him on the highway.
He doesn't want a lift or a handout - just a banana or a bottle of water, if you're offering.
The 60-year-old has been wandering highways since the age of 22, deciding to leave his bank job for a simpler life.
He opts for main roads, because there's "more of a chance to find coins that way".
And he's found enough to survive along the way without needing government handouts or even a medicare card.
"I find shoes and blankets and once I even found a sleeping bag," he says atop a dandelion field on the Trentham-Daylesford Road.
"The best day was when I came across an accident scene and there was just canned food everywhere.
"The bulldozer hadn't come to clean it up, so I just cracked some open and had a feast."
With more and more media attention these days, and social media allowing people to track John, the lone swagman has been offered more than ever from strangers.
From walking boots to a new backpack and his favourite - coke.
"People offer all sorts of stuff and I wouldn't say no to a beer if it's offered," he said.
"Some days it's just an apple core for days but I always say no matter how soaking wet or sweaty I've been on the road, I never want to go back."
John rejects most forms of technology - he's never owned a phone or computer and doesn't care for TV.
His only concession to modern day technology is a handheld radio, which he uses for company along the way.
But he never planned for this - it just "sort of happened".
"When he first started, I had no idea what the future held. I just made for the East Coast, and have been walking ever since," he said.
"The office wasn't for me so I just got up and left. And then, a few years into the journey I stopped taking lifts.
"This way you get to see the change of seasons and change of scenery. Droughts, floods. You see it all."
There're too many stories to tell - the truckies he's met dozens of times along the way, the trees that look shadier from afar.
The days are never long though, he says, because he never stops thinking about "this and that and whatever".
"I'm on my way to Ballarat now to visit family, but mostly it's a normal poke along decided on a whim," he said.
"I can't tell you where next, but there's no rush 'cause I have nowhere I have to be."