Into the Outback.
Uluru - Kata Tjuta Travel Blog› entry 66 of 105 › view all entries
November 27th, 2009 – by: louietravels
Breakfast starts at 4am as people rise real early here. Our tour guide for the next three days through the Outback arrived at 6am in our off-road vehicle, especially designed and manufactured for the bush. His name was Brad and he greeted me with a cracking smile & a solid handshake. We jumped in, and slide behind two Irish chicks (Mags and Donna). The area increased in beauty at this time of day & we drove on, picking up the other 3 people as the sun continued to rise. There was Giovanni and Paula (an older couple from the East Coast of America) and Kiara (an Italian (fine looking) 25year old). We had 500km to cover so straight away hit the road, heading south out of Alice. Brad is so happy and enthusiastic about his job and proper chilled out. We stopped at a Camel Farm for a break where they did cracking egg&bacon sandwiches & there was the chance to ride a Camel if you wanted. Why not. My Camel didn't seem all too keen and bore its crooked stained teeth, letting out a loud strange groan before rising to its keeper demands, first coming of its front knees rocking me back in the saddle before standing fully up. The noise it emitted sounded like a quiet version of what i would imagine a Dinosaur to sound like. It was surprisingly comfortable (better than the Elephant ride) until we went on a run which sent me bouncing up and down hard on the saddle. It was well worth it. We stopped again at a Cattle Ranch. Pretty huge, like the size of 660,000 football pitches with over 4500 head of cattle. We made it to our camp lunchtime, stopping just before to collect firewood and pick up two more people (A couple - Ulga (Russian) & Edward(American) - taking our group to 9). All campers staying in the Uluru area are bound to a specific area so our place was near to the other tours and campers but we had our own spot set away on its own which was cool. After unloading the wood, we had a basic but lush lunch of sandwiches before heading to Uluru's rock. The rock appeared in the distance and yes it is huge. So strange to have this massive red rock standing in the middle of no where. We stopped at a wicked view point to take some shots before heading to the base for a 9km walk. If you don't mind disrespecting the Aboriginal Culture you can climb the rock (weather permitting) which involves climbing up one of less steep sections, heading straight up using a metal chain as a climbing aid. 36 or so people have died climbing it. It was too hot and windy (especially at the summit) so it was closed off anyway but Brad said he has seen on days, literally ques of 50+ people, some fitness fanatics who take the slope at a run. It is over 350m to the Summit. The walk was beautiful. We basically circled the entire rock, seeing it from all angles. The red rock stood out sharply against the spotless blue sky and was very pretty. It was hot, a dry 36 but nice. I slowered my walking to keep to the pace of the others and it took us 3hours about. It was deceptive just how big the rock really was. You could see black streaks running down the rocks face which were stains from water which has either run down as waterfalls after heavy rain or is where water eeks out of the rocks surface long after the rain has come. Eventually we had fully circled the rock and rested our tired legs while biting into a cold crunchy apple. Back at camp we walked up to a look-out point where Uluru's Rock and Tjuta where sitting far off in the red desert. The colours were changing. The desert became a rich red while the sky was a darkening blue. The sun dropped like a burning orb before it kissed the earth and flooded the distant skyline with an array of merging colour. The colours were deep and dense, the clear sky providing no clouds for the sun to use as a canvas and spread its colour far into the sky. While eyes turned to the horizon, voices fell as we sipped on champagne and fuelled our hunger with light snacks. Returning to camp as dark was virtually upon us, we found a burning fire and a ready meal. Camel bolognaise was tasty to say the least and i made sure that the pot was empty. By 10pm we were lying by the glowing fire in our swags, our heads pointing to the southern stars which were impressive but nothing to what the dark morning would bring.
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