Day 7 - Blogabond

As I write this, I am sitting in the middle of the Olga Gorge, a spectacular place in the middle of the Olgas, a range of monoliths, or huge (really huge) boulders, like mountains. The hike here was an easy one (although Peter and Gretchen have yet to arrive) and the scenery certainly worthwhile.

We woke up this morning and I went for a short "walk about" to pet my emu friend harry (as named by Peter) and saw my first dingo. Cute little tan animal. We then drove to the Yulara Resort on the outskirts of the Uluru National Park and pitched our little tent at the Ayers Rock Campground. Yulara is an interesting place -- brand new, perfectly planned. We made a quick stop at the Visitor's Center and a bite to eat, before driving to the Olgas (known in aboriginal as Kata Tjuta).

After the Olgas we drove back to the campsite and lazed around the swimming pool before walking back to the main part of Yulara. Here we wandered through shops, had a beer and then went to watch the sun set over Ayers Rock (Uluru), althoug hthe cloud cover made the viewing less than spectacular. It also ruined our attempt to go star gazing, but such is life.

Overnight, it poured rain, but out little tent kept us dry throughout. Afterwards, I heard a kangaroo mouse hopping around just outside our tent.

(Notes: Canadians, Irish, hitchhikers, catapillar train, road trains)

[I remember what "road trains" meant -- on the open highways, there are tractor trailers cabs pulling dozens of trailers, like a train. pretty remarkable]

written by

shoshtrvls on April 8, 1990 from Uluru (Ayers Rock), Australia

from the travel blog: Australia (1990)

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