Uluru diary, part 3

Neither of us sleeps as well as the first night, maybe because it is a bit colder. While waking up every now and then, we can both hear the loud noises and howling of the wild dingos nearby the camp, hoping they will not come too close. Quite the experience!

Our day starts as early as it did the previous day. Up at 5.30 AM and after breakfast off to Kings Canyon. We do a 3 hour walk, climbing up and down the rocky terrain. The forecasted thunderstorms are luckily a no-show. Climbing in the rain would have made it very challenging, since like Kata Tjuta, the walking tracks are in as natural state as possible.


Our hike started climbing these kind of stairs
Matte is happy about reaching the top of the first part


Tiny little people amongst the big rocks

Our guide warns that it is a dangerous climb, since there has been several incidents and deaths over the years. Also three weeks ago, huge boulders have come down and completely destroyed a lookout platform. The whole area has been kept eye on even more closely.

Listening carefully to what Jason has to say


Regardless of the strict safety instructions given to us we have an enjoyable and relaxed walk. The area is, once again, beautiful and very impressive. The layered sand rock, the red colour and the shapes made it look like a setting from a Star Wars film. Pretty cool.


Layers of the rock can be seen well in this spot
The last known big piece of rock came down here during early 1930s

Due to the recent rainfall we also see a waterfall, which is quite rare to see in Kings Canyon. You can hear the sound the whole time during the walk, even though most of the time we cannot even see it. At the end of the trip we have to go across a little creek, that is flowing over the pathway. After a long walk in the sun we are happy to take our shoes of and dip our feet in the crystal clear water.




When the hike is over, it is time to head to the camp site for the last time. On our way back, we see a herd of wild camels, which makes our day. We have lunch, pack our belongings to another bus and start our journey back to Alice Springs. Since half of our crew had booked a tour that was day longer than ours, we said goodbye to the others and our chef/driver/guide/comic relief Jason. We are then driven back by Ben, a fun bloke with a Disney playlist to keep us entertained.

On our way we see an older couple, whom are hitchhiking. It is a hot day and we are in the middle of nothing, so we pick them up, of course. Their car battery had gone empty, due to using it for cooking food while searching for bush tobacco. The place where we drop them off has a road sign: Ayers Rock has been covered with black marker and new text has been added on top of it: Uluru, it’s (Ab)original name.

Little stories of the life in the outback.

We are now back in Alice Springs, about to have dinner and drinks with the remaining group and Ben. It will be a fitting way to finish off our tour. We are happy that we did and enjoyed the experience, even though neither of us can really be described as passionate campers. But now, time for drinks. Cheers!




2 thoughts on “Uluru diary, part 3

  1. Just fantastic and enjoyable narration, not to mention the images, thank you again! Besides you guys have survived very well in camp conditions, bearing in mind your background of the city dwellers… You’re going to miss it yet :D And heard Dingos howling, that is something :O


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