....on the road again....
rich red soil of the desert....unusually green because of all the rain...thank the Canadians!
Desert pine and wiry grasses dominate the landscape
Everyone doing the Australian wave...swatting the flies.
A quick stop to gather firewood for tonites campsite bonfire.
Josh and Annabell loading up the trailer.
wood gatherers
this might be dinner?
At the close of the Tjukurpa period the time of creation when heroes carried out their mighty deeds a big, flat sandhill turned to stone and became Uluru.
The carpet-snake people, the Kuniya, made their camp here, but the Liru, venomous snake men, led by the great warrior Kulikudgeri, attacked the camp.
A powerful Kuniya woman, Pulari, wishing to protect her newly born child, spat out the essence of death and killed many Liru. Kulikudgeri slew a young warrior who challenged him to a fight to the death, but the youth's mother struck Kulikudgeri a blow on the nose with her digging stick and he died in agony.
Geographic features of the Rock now mark these activities.
Potholes are marks of the Liru spears, a large boulder was once the body of Pulari, Kulikudgeri became a boulder and his nose is at the entrance to Maggie Springs. The warrior he killed crawled away and his track became a water course.
a sound shield
The flies were inhuman without the bug net they would crawl up your nose and into the corner of your eyes.
Our Wayoutback tour group, exhausted and ready to set up camp for the night.
Goodnight to Uluru.
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