Helen and Paul World Tour 2005/06 travel blog

Sunrise at Uluru

Starting out on the climb

The route up the top

Charge

Paul bricks it 3/4 of the way up

Just for uncle Neilly

Gouge in the side of Uluru

Plaques for the fallers off Uluru

Mickey at Uluru sunrise

Rainbow at Kings Canyon resort greets us

Helen enjoys a well earned camp fire beer

Everyone is obviously deserate to help the guide with the cooking tonight

Relaxing round the fire

Ready for a kip in the swags

Wake up to find the camp site rained out - we start...


Not much sleep, up at 4am to catch the sunrise over Ayers Rock. After which it was onto the real challenge of climbing The Rock.

The sheer size of Ayers rock, which the aboriginals call Uluru, is enormous. A few facts about the rock: It is 2.23 miles wide. 300m above the ground. It is believed 2/3rds of the rock is below the ground and it is 600 million years old.

The aboriginals would prefer for you not to climb up it and opt to walk around the base where the caves and gullies can be appreciated. With that in mind we ran up the start of the climb all eager to get to the top. The first part is steep and doesn't have a chain to hold on to. A little way up it gets steeper still and there is a chain to hold onto and haul yourself up if need be. The need was a must. 3/4 of the way up we stopped for a break which was a mistake as Paul looked down! The colour drained from his face when he realised how far down it was so we set off back down at a slow pace.

Others from the group made it to the top and apparently the views were spectacular but the point were we stopped was actually only 1/4 of the way, the rest was hidden.

The aboriginal culture centre was next on the agenda, where we saw the ladies painting dots, which they sold for $2000. Basically, it seems that the aboriginals are Stone Age cave men thrown into the 21st century.

Back to camp for lunch before heading to our next base camp near Kings Canyon.

Beers were in order after our long day. Dinner was cooked on the campfire in cast iron pots. Damper was made from flour a few herbs and beer, and very nice it was too. Climbed into the swag for a second night but the heavens opened so we all scrambled to the tents provided, these tents contained bunk beds and the tent frame creaked in the winds, managed to sleep though.



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