That morning we can barely lift the doona as the thermometer shows 2 degrees. That’s very cold and lucky for us the sun rises at 6.45 and allows us to move around in the bus. The dogs don’t like it at all and stay under blankets until we say the word “dinner”. They don’t distinguish between breakfast and dinner. Food is food. Then we pack up and head south again with the idea to stop in Stuarts Well, a roadhouse with *free* unpowered camping. If that doesn’t attract good Dutch people then nothing will.
The road showed some Ayers Rock wannabe’s but we won’t get fooled.
They even warn for camels here and we saw our first road kill with birds, and an eagle at that!
Marjo says I’m to dark talking about road kill and toilets so I’ll try and better my life. She is doing the final editing and will keep me honest.
The dirt along the road is getting increasingly more red and even the bitumen itself turns a redder shade of pale.
Then we suddenly turn believers……140 km from Uluru we see the rock already. It must have super powers to turn our eyesight so that we have laser vision of 140 kilometer, or does it?
Then we get thrown back to reality when we arrive at Mt Connor lookout. It’s a kinda lookalike for Ayers Rock and our initial disappointment gets squashed soon when we see on the other side of the road a dry inland sea white with salt.
We now have the fever though and decide to go on to Yulara and not stop in Stuart’s Well.
Then we try to capture the sheer beauty of the grass tijana (?) that seems to be the toughest grass that can withstand years of draught, fires and other onslaughts and still survive. It shines really nice in the sun but to convey that in a picture is another story.
Then we get a first glimpse of “the red rock” as well as the Olga’s of Kata Tjuta.
We take a picture just before the turnoff to Yulara, the accommodation for Uluru and then Nossi finally settles. He was much better after the pheremone spray, still not his own self, but definitely more settled in the bus.
The camping is big and commercial. We stand next to a family from Queensland who cannot leave their sport at home so we can hear his rugby commentator on the radio. On the other side a German couple that visit the north for 5 weeks in a cramped 4 wheel drive (his words). They give some tips for visits like Litchfield and Nitmiluk. That seems to fit in our plans so we like them.
Then Marjo goes on a sunset trip that she will tell you all about in a different post. Nossi, Dotti and I see the sunset from a viewing point in the camping with about 20 other people and 3 dogs.
Then we turn in, expecting another cold night.
Posted from Yulara, Northern Territory, Australia.
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