Uluru – Ayres Rock – The Red Heart Of Australia’s Outback
After the long drive along the first part of Route 87, Stuart Highway and the detour along the Lasseter Highway to Ayres Rock Resort. We arrived (thanks to daylight savings!) at 3.30pm with plenty of time to check in to the resort’s campsite and get our powered pitch (a special treat after roughing it through the outback!) Ironically this campsite has been the cheapest one of our tour down under so far a bargain at $39 for the two of us and Dori to stay the night.
After a quick refreshing shower (the first for a few days!) we went offsite down the road into Uluru – Kata Tjuta National Park
. With a mandatory fee of $25 a head for access to the park which handily was valid for three days, paid at the gates, we drove in and got to grips with this magnificent wonder.
Its amazing how many clichés I could list and the amount of people I could quote but I shall refrain and state simply that its a wonder you have to see for yourselves.
After exploring and reading about the Aboriginal
traditions and Tjukurpa
in the Cultural Centre we drove down to the start of the Mala Walk and got up close to the rock. Heading back out of the park we stopped at the sunset viewing car park to sit on top of Dori and watch Uluru light up. The colours were phenomenal and you could never truly record it on film.
The next morning we were up and drove into the park to watch the sunrise light up Uluru. With such an early start to the day we then were able to get to the base of the rock in time for a free tour from a park ranger which departed at 8am. The tour was fantastic and we learned much more about the aborigines, their beliefs, local wildlife and the geology of the rock.
The shots I caught as the sun set are typical of peoples travels to this part of the world. I didn’t want to be different, for one it is disrespectful to the Aboriginal people
who have asked that parts of Uluru are kept secret except for to those who visit, which is the same with some of their customs. The other reason is that for years I have seen photographs of this place and I wanted my own photo that I can hang and be proud that I made it half way round the world to this point and that if I made it this far, I can sure as hell make it to the rest.