Thursday, October 31, 2013

The Kimberley WA

Ok, fair to say we are here a little late and things are starting to close down for the coming wet season. A ring around to some places on the Gibb River road on Thursday morning found some station stays already closed and some national parks also shut up. The Bungle Bungle NP is completely closed due to wild fire. On the road to Kununarra we could see plumes of smoke from the fires at Bungle Bungle as we drove past the turnoff. Once at Kununarra we will investigate Gibb River road further. 

Before leaving Halls Creek we took a small detour to Old Halls Creek. This was the site of the first town in the area after the discovery of gold and WAs first gold rush. Unfortunately the plaques that tell the history have been stolen or removed long ago. There were well protected remains of mud brick buildings and some stone building also. Couldn't say for fact what any of the buildings were though. 

We since found out that under this roof is the mud brick post office. 

On the way back we stopped at The China Wall without needing passports too. The China Wall is a natural rock formation that looks like the china original (there are two words that don't often go together) as it goes up over a hill. Apparently the formation continues for several kilometers and is best seen from the air. We wouldn't know this by reading the sign because the sign was missing here also. 

The China Wall. 

The time change from NT to WA has really upset the equilibrium of the three girls. They have now taken to waking up between 0500 and 0530. It is dark before 6pm also because WA doesn't do daylight savings. There was a referendum several years ago and daylight savings was voted down.  

We pulled in to Kununurra and stayed at the Kimberley Land park in a site on the banks of lake Kununurra. What we didn't know was there was already a booking for the site that we couldn't argue with. The tenant showed itself later that night but would return subsequent night to really stake a claim. 

01/11 Friday
Friday morning we began exploring Kununurra though a lot of the hard work had already been done for us by nanny and poppy who were up this way about a month ago. The cafe that was recommended was Wild Mango. 

Before taking lunch at Wild Mango we visited Zebra Rock Gallery. The gallery makes stuff from a stripy silica stone found in a few places in the region. A lot of it is really beautiful stuff. All the girls picked out some lovely jewelry as a momento. Bianca and Chantelle found a bracelet that incorporated the stone, pearls and some glittery bits. 

Chelsea's zebra stone necklace

We drove out of town a ways to visit the Hoochery. This place is a licensed rum distiller and grows its own sugar cane to process into rum. We talked to them about the process and some of the liquor license rules that they have been subject to. The Hoochery today is not allowed to sell its rum to Kununurra locals, though it was not long ago that they couldn't sell to anyone in northern WA. Any sales they make they need to check ID to confirm the sale first, what a pain! The Hoochery makes four types of rum. The strongest is a single barrel rum at 74% alcohol by volume. There is also a couple of liquers, a chocolate-coffee and mango. 

Only a little way down the road was the sandalwood shop (TFS). Many farmers grow sandalwood for this sandalwood shop under contract. We have seen the sandalwood growing in fields and it is a very messy crop. Sandalwood is a parasitic plant meaning it needs a host plant to grow on and eventually kills its host. When it is growing there are several different types of foliage in each row. 

Sandalwood growing. 

Sandalwood sells at auction in India for $100 per kg of heart wood and about 90% of Indian sandalwood is poached. TFS will be doing its first harvest early next year. This harvested wood will be chipped in Kununurra and trucked to Albany WA to have the oil extracted and the oil will be sold to perfumeries or medical companies. 

02/11 Saturday
On Saturday Angela had booked us on the Lake Argyle sunset cruise. From Kununurra Lake Argyle is about 70km on th NT side of town. The lake is immense! It has 21 times the capacity of Sydney Harbour yet the dam wall is only about 300m long. It was completed in 1972 to provide cheap reliable irrigation water to the Ord river valley. The dam was the brain child of the Durack family who foundered and ran Argyle Downs Station over which most of the lake water sits today. 

The amount of water in this lake is unfathomable. Once in a rain event the level of the dam rose 9m over its normal level. This doubled its capacity. At that time enough water was being released each day to supply the water needs of WA for a year. The lakes surface area is 703km2 or 173000 acres. Several times there have been plans or studies done to pipe water from Lake Argyle to Perth, Adelaide, Brisbane or several other places. Each time the cost of water at the other end has made the scheme prohibitive. 

Argyle dam to the left Ord River flowing to Kununurra on the right. 

The cruise tour left the Argyle roadhouse by bus just after 2pm for the short drive into the dam to where the boats are kept. There were only 11 people on our boat which could have carried 40 or more. After the safety briefing we motored past the diversion wall. The diversion wall was put in in 1989 to double the capacity of the dam to provide guaranteed water for the hydroelectric facility if there were several bad consecutive wet seasons. The power station provides enough power for the region. We passed the dam wall next to get an appreciation of its size. There is no concrete in the wall, it is made with a core of rammed local clay covered with local boulders and rocks. The construction cost was $22m including building the town of Kununurra and the work town where the Argyle Caravan park is now. The cost was so low because they were able to use clay and rock that was close to the construction site. To quarry the rock they let loose the two biggest conventional explosions in Australian history. The second and largest registered on equipment in Sydney and Java!

Enjoying the wind in our hair. 

The cruise took us to several islands where colonies of wallabies live stranded there. They are very nimble jumping up and down rock faces to get to the food the tour guide threw out for them. After the dam flooded Harry Buttler led the task to capture stranded animals on the smaller islands. They left those on the larger islands and repopulated one island to study what happens to the wallabies and their favoured food in a controlled space. This population has stabilised to conserve enough food for all the population. Clever little beasties. 

Black Footed Rock Wallaby on its island.  

We stopped for a quick cooling dip in the lake. The water temperature was a balmy 31 degrees. We all floated around off the back of the boat for a few minutes before heading on to the crocodile hatchery. This was an area that has the perfect conditions for freshwater crocodiles to mate, dig a burrow to bury eggs for incubating. The little hatchlings have plenty of water weed to hide in but still only about one in every hundred makes adulthood. There were several recently hatched crocodiles hiding out in the water weed. There are about 25,000 fresh water crocodiles living in the dam and these numbers remain stable naturally without eating out all available food sources. 

This seasons hatchlings. Only 1% become mature. 

Last seasons hatchling. 

We cruised past the BBQ islands that once had BBQs and shelters until storms washed them all away several years ago. The storms on the lake can whip up 2m waves that can be quite destructive. Hard to believe when it is like a millpond today. 

We stopped again to feed fish. Most of the fish here we have encountered previously. There are Lomtom (like gar fish), grunters, catfish, some barra, and archer fish. The archer fish were fun to feed. When we held out bread the archer fish would spit water to hit the bread and knock it into the water. They were able to spit water far enough to hit some of us in the face! The catfish only ate the bread if it was thrown hard into the water, otherwise they would swim right by the bread. 

Fish feeding. 

After feeding the fish we headed, at speed, to the sunset viewing area. We watched the sunset from the water, floating on noodles around the back of the boat. Oh yeah, there were drinks and nibbles too! The nibbles were on an esky lid which floated from person to person and we enjoyed a drink while floating in the warm water. That is the life! 

Hanging out for sunset. 

This is the life! 

Back to the mooring area and the tour was over and we drove back to Kununurra for dinner. On the way back there was a massive snake on the road. Nicholas turned the car around for a second look. A beautiful looking specimen. 

Snake on the road. 

Back at the camper Angela and Nicholas were relaxing after the girls were asleep when the gate crasher returned to stake its claim more forcefully. The perpetrator  was a 2.5m Johnstoni crocodile. 

Nicholas was sitting in that blue chair as Rodney approached. The chair was not all that was vacated! There is a $10,000 fine for feeding crocodiles in WA, some people have ignored this in the past. 

On Sunday morning we drove the 100km to Wyndham for lunch and an explore. Again thankfully we benefitted from nanny and poppy going before us. They recommended having barra and chips at the Wyndham Hotel. A very good suggestion! 
Chantelle sitting on Les' stool at the Wyndham Hotel. Les will forever be there, his ashes are buried below the stool. 

We ordered three serves to share which was plenty for us. The family at the next table ordered a chicken burger per child and the burgers were enough to feed three people each! After lunch we headed down the road to the Rusty Shed cafe for dessert and iced coffees. We were surprised to be served by a young man of about 10 years old! He did better with our orders than some 'trained' wait staff have done. A most polite and accommodating young man. His younger sister was helping with the orders while their mum worked hard in the kitchen out back. We enjoyed the drinks and home made desserts and our girls made friends with the 'staff'. Our girls were invited outside for a play on the trampoline. They have a novel way of cooling down out here, hook the garden sprinkler on the trampoline wall and turn it on. They were all soaked to the skin and had an absolute ball! We were just about to drag the girls away when the mum came out with a plate loaded with fresh cut watermelon. What a treat! We spoke with the mum for a while as there was a lul in the shop. 

The big Boab tree at Wyndham that was a sapling when Jesus walked the earth. 

When we were finally able to drag the girls away from their new friends we drove up to the five rivers lookout. The Wyndham inlet is where five major local rivers flow into the ocean, the Ord, Pentecost, Durack, King and Forrest, from the lookout we could see the mouth of four rivers, the fifth being behind us. 

Wyndham inlet where the five huge rivers flow in. 

Wyndham port was established to supply Halls Creek during the gold rush in 1886. The town became a major trade centre in the Kimberley region. We visited the pioneer cemetery where 12 men were buried after dying of heat exhaustion when building the meat works in 1919. The meat works was important to the area as it was still difficult in the early 1900s to transport cattle to market in Perth.

Ore loading facility at Wyhndam Harbour there are two four trailer road trains unloading. 

There is also an Afghan cemetery at Wyndham. Why we call the cameleers Afghans makes little sense as they came to Australia from India, Pakistan as well as Afghanistan. The Afghan graves are very large because they are generally buried with their lead camel. Not a hole we'd like to dig nor would we like to be a young lead camel to an old master!

Afghan cemetery Wyndham. 

After an enjoyable day at Wyndham we started the drive back to Kununurra. We were about 25km from town when there was an almighty bang under the the car. We pulled over and took a look. The car was hot and there was water leaking but nothing obvious was wrong. The car was still running but the battery light was on. We all walked back up the road to see what we could find but there was nothing that stood out. Back at the car Nicholas limped the car along a little way while Angela scanned for phone coverage. Nicholas noted no power steering and little breaks, another look under the bonnet confirmed the drive belt was missing! With mobile reception we called once again for a tow back to town. The drive belt and a pulley had broken will be all week for the parts to get to Kununarra from Melbourne. 

The piggy back. 


Out the Tanami Road

Monday 28/10

Today we left G'day Mate and Alice Springs for the last time. Not before returning the last of our library books and handing in our five library cards. We don't know what we will do for books now. In the time we have spent at Alice Springs we have borrowed 1 DVD, about 20 books and taken 3 books from the free to good home shelf. We picked up the last coffees from Wicked Kneads and with 210l of diesel on board we headed out to the Tanami. 

Nicholas was behind the wheel so he stopped at the Tropic of Capricorn marker and another marker that celebrated the highest point on the road between Adelaide and Darwin. Why anyone thinks to find the high point on a road that runs 3000km and then erect such a substantial monument to it is beyond our thinking. Someone once said "let's not but say we did", would apply to this monument. 

The highest point on the Stuart Hwy. 

The Tropic of Capricorn is the southernmost latitude where the Sun can be directly overhead. It runs around the globe at 23 degrees 26' and is apparently moving north 15m each year. We pondered who is tasked with moving the sculpture the required 15m each year along with the related toilets and signs. 

The Tropic of Capricorn marker, or there abouts. 

On the Tanami Rd we drove to Tilmouth Well Roadhouse for the night. Tilmouth is the last campground for almost 800km, we had green grass and a pool to swim in, luxury. To Tilmouth the road has been made the whole way. We saw one road crew grading and rolling the road shoulder. We have heard that there are several road crews grading the road all the way along. Sounds pretty promising. 

The scenery has been quite variable. There has been open grass planes that spread flat for miles then when we look again there is short woodland. These are interspersed with occasional tall stands of ghost gums and red gums where rivers occasionally might run. A very variable country. We have also seen many willy willys that were twisting and turning dragging dust, leaves and sticks high into the air. Previously we inadvertently drove through one as it crossed the road on top of us, we won't let that happen again!

Tuesday 29/10
Only three days to the start of Movember. The month when men across the globe grow facial hair to raise funds for men's health and health awareness. Nicholas is once again growing a caterpillar across his top lip. For more details have a look at http://mobro.co/Shrimpton or the Movember blog entry. 

The Tanami had some surprises for the Lloyd-Shrimptons today. On the camps wiki there was a homestead ruin that we visited. The ruins were once Mount Doreen Homestead. The house was probably the stone building and the large mess was possibly farm shedding and 'useful' stuff. It took us three drive-bys to find the turn off as overgrown as it was. When we got out of the car the temperature was starting to climb. 

Dry stone building still standing. Termites are eating the remaining timbers. 

Shed and junk. 

We stopped for lunch at Chilla Well or Renahans Bore as it seems to be called now. There is water and picnic tables there and some very thirsty birds hanging around. The bore is not used now and the windmill is in poor state of disrepair. The heat is really building. Nicholas emptied two jerry cans into the tank and just standing in the sun was soon sweating sheets. Had there not been a shaded table lunch would have been unbearable. 

Windmill, tank and troughs not working now at Chilla Well. 

Before lunch we passed Yuendumu Settlement and were surprised to get mobile coverage. We did not expect to see any coverage out here. We also had coverage at the Granite Gold Mine another 350km up the road. 

The biggest surprise was to come just past Granite Gold Mine in the form of rain. Yes, we are in the Tanami desert and the last time we saw rain like this was Longreach. The rain was heavy enough to require windscreen wipers on full! Our worry now was even a little bit of rain can be enough to close entire roads. With the water the road turned from red to purple. There became pools of water on the side of the road and in the bushes. It was most amazing. The temperature outside plummeted cooling us all down nicely too, better than air conditioning. 

We drove through the desert in a car called beast, it felt good to be in the rain (to the song Horse with no name). 

A break in the weather. 

We drove a lot further than we anticipated today. All the way to the WA border and just beyond where we found an unofficial place to camp just off the road. There was still rain around. Dinner was taken picnic style on the camper floor as the rain pelted down once again. And in the distance lightening is putting on a show towards Halls Creak. 

Wednesday 29/10/2013
Because of the time change, we are another 90 minutes behind total 3 hours behind Melbourne, we all woke frightfully early. 

The plan for Wednesday was to drive to Lake Gregory and drive the very last of the Canning Stock Route. As it turned out we couldn't get a permit on the southern side of the Tanami so we had to change that plan. 

We drove and drove! The WA side of the Tanami is rougher than the NT side. Little wonder the push is from WA to make the whole road. That will cost up to 750k per km for the 753km of unsealed rd. 

At Wolfe Creek Crater we had lunch in the tableless shelter instead we had a picnic on the dust. A very nice shelter it was, would have been all the nicer with a table. After eating our fill we all walked up to the crater. 300000 years ago the meteorite hit and made a hole 120m deep and pushed up a high wall of rock and sand. Pieces of the meteorite have been found 4km away. 

Wolfe Creek Crater. Over the last 300000 years 100m of the crater has filled with dust and sand. That is why we dust and vacuum our houses. 

Leaving Wolfe Creek we drove the last 150km into Halls Creek. From what we have seen a pretty much nothing town. 

Tomorrow we will drive on to the Bungle Bungle National Park. Which may or may not be closed depending who you ask in town. We will ring in the morning for confirmation. 

Movember

Thursday 31/10

Tomorrow marks the start of Movember. The month when men across the world grow facial hair to raise funds for men's health and health awareness. This year Australia has the second highest number of people registered, USA first. Nicholas will once again growing a caterpillar across his top lip. 

To see this hair grow or to donate please go to Nicholas' Movember page at http://mobro.co/Shrimpton

At day six now and have begun shaping the mo. Check my mobro page above for the latest pictures. 

Saturday, October 26, 2013

Red Centre Part III

Our time in Alice Springs is becoming like Rocky, the sequels just keep coming but unlike most sequels the Alice seems to be just getting better for us. After seeing Beth off on Thursday the rest of the day and Friday was spent doing the usual restock, cleaning, and replenishment of items the smallest ladies had grown out of. Our fridge had been working over time for the last couple of months. The ice had built up and we cleaned out half a bucket of ice, and it is only a small freezer section. 

Thursday night was Alice Springs' answer to the Mindel Beach Markets. There were several stalls with food from around the world as well a another stall selling homemade biscuits and sweets with an Italian background. Lots of community groups had stalls to raise awareness for their cause. One of the quietest community stalls was the guy trying to convert people to a vegan lifestyle. Out here surrounded by so much cattle country it must be like pushing the something up hill with a pointy stick. He could not even give away his vegan samples. We did enjoy the food we did eat laced with meat of various kinds as it was. 

Friday night we had booked a walk at the Desert Park on the outskirts of town. We met our guides, Pam and Cam and their powerful red beamed torches. They do need to invest in some new batteries for their torches, ones that will last a full walk. The park has a captive breading program for little marsupials called Mala. Only a few years ago this threatened species was down to just 28 individuals left, today the reading program has brought their numbers back to over 500! The Nocturnal Tour is an excellent way to see some of the animals on the desert that we cannot see during the day in their natural environment. The Park has a four acre area protected by electric fences to keep out foxes, cats, dogs and any other nasty that might want to eat or steal the precious animals. The tour takes a stroll through the scrub in the enclosure for about an hour while the animals scamper around in the light of the bright red torches. We saw bilby, mala, native mice and rats, echidna, and bettong. 

Saturday morning the excitement was electric around our camp, Nina (aka mum, mother-in-law or gran) was arriving today for a quick visit. Nina had been missing her favourite son-in-law so much that she used the gran kids as an excuse to see him. The biggest surprise was John (aka dad, father-in-law, grandpa) was on the plane also! What a nice couple of days we had with them by the pool, at dinner, morning tea, breakfast, yes their whole visit was punctuated by food. We all enjoyed having them visit and it was hard saying goodbye at the airport. It won't be long until we see them again for Christmas. 

Dinner out with Gran & Grandpa. The girls were adventurous here and tried crocodile, camel, emu & kangaroo!

Tuesday and we were leaving to explore the country east of Alice Springs for a few nights. The problem today was it was  raining in Alice Springs! A drop of rain hits you every couple of minutes if you are lucky, but rain is rain. It was also much cooler, maybe only high 20s. Girls found a friend that we had seen at a couple of places so Angela and Nicholas had to packup on their own. That really made the packup much longer. The three girls are great helps during packups and setups doing some of the smaller jobs that add up to lots of time. They are particularly good at rolling up ropes, stowing poles, winching the camper closed, and compressing so the camper will close and folding matting. Nicholas and Angela also got talking to the parents of our girls friend. They were at Litchfield when the car was towed out. They had also made enquiries since to find out if the car was ok and we were able to continue. When they came across the nullabor their car died and after a 700km tow they had to replace the car!

We eventually arrived at Gemtree (it is either Gem Tree or Gemtree not even the road signs can make up their mind). These parts have some really funny, only in Australia, stories to tell. Like Ruby Gap, the surveyor found rubies in the gap and sent word back to the coast. When word got out hundreds of men travelled to Oodnadatta by train then walked the remaining 600km to become rich on rubies. The problem was when the rubies made it to England they were red garnets not rubies. Fortunately all was not lost because at Paddy's Rockhole they found gold and a few made a living on gold for a while. 

The helicopter and apparatus that buzzed our camp. 

Wednesday we all headed out to explore the area. There are a couple of self drive tours that originate from Gemtree. The first we did was to the 'mad Russians' copper mine not far down a track off a track off the main road. When we found the right site there was a heap of his old gear there and most of his mine also was able to be explored. As we walked closer to the mine site the rocks on the ground had a distinctive green colour to them. We had a good look at the remaining mining equipment and climbed in through the mine. 

Climbing up the ladder to explore. 

Going just that bit further. 

An abandoned truck. Would we get much for a trade in?

Our second drive took us to the mica mines last worked by the French using camels to transport the mica during WWII. The track to the mica mines was very rough as it bounced us over rocks and ledges and through dry creek beds. The mica mines were little more than tunnels and holes in a single small hill with several dry stone building ruins scattered around. We all had great fun crawling through tunnels, particularly one that went from one side of the hill clear to the other. Many of the other shafts seemed to go straight down some only a few meters and some possibly 20m or more. The hill had been made into Swiss Cheese through efforts to extract all the mica. 

Inside the mica mine.

Two of our explorers exiting the mine.

When we arrived back at Gemtree there was enough time for the girls to get in some fossicking before dinner. The lovely stones that the three girls found were fabulous examples of garnets, smokey quartz, pink quartz, crystals, and crystal clusters. Some of the specimens are very large particularly some of the garnets and the crystal clusters as large as a fist! 

Digging and searching!

Thursday we packedup and moved on driving part of Binns Track (http://www.macdonnellranges.com/binns-track-visitors-information-guide.htm) to Arltunga Historic Reserve. Arltunga is surprisingly well preserved owing to the buildings that were built being constructed of the most plentiful building material in the area, stone. The guided walk around the government works took us to the Assayers residence, post office, battery managers residence, office buildings and workers buildings. All these buildings were mostly still standing in good repair except the post office that was built on three sides using wattle and daub (termite food). Oddly there were all these buildings clustered together then over 1km away was the police station and gaol. The police station and gaol were still being used in the 1940s when it moved to Harts Range. 

"Just a bit of grease and we'll have this baby purring."

There were abandoned mines to explore around Arltunga. One mine had a ladder down then we crawled along tunnels before coming up another ladder at the other end. The life out here must have been hard with little water to process ore and, because of distance, supplies were prohibitively expensive. Few of the miners made any real money and according to the tombstones at the cemetery most died young and with little money. 

On the way down with head torch on standby. 

Two minors being miners. Is Bianca trying to pull out that support?

Cemetery near Great Western Mine. 

Even today there is a company that is processing the waste from the Great Western Mine and extracting 1.2g per 1000kg processed. Not a lot of return for their investment. The Great Western Mine is a large open cut mine that has been worked on and off for about the last hundred years. 

We stayed the night at Old Ambalindum Homestead only about 18km from Arltunga, or as we found out less than 6km through the paddocks. Ambalindum station has turned the original homestead, workers quarters and have built a bunk room for travellers accommodation. The very friendly hostess, Maggie, does everything she can to make your stay very comfortable. 

Sunset over the old sheering shed at Old Ambalindum Homestead

Chelsea started using her pool noodle as a horse with string for a bridle and a carabiner as a lead rope, of course her sisters copied and together they had mustered tens of thousands head of cattle. When Maggie came over to ask if we would like to meet the orphaned brumby foal, the girls were too excited for words. The foal was only days old, still had the umbilical cord drying. The poor little thing was so timid but lovely. 

Banjo.

Friday morning Maggie came to visit again with a rock with green garnet unit for the girls. She also told us of a station drive up a hill to look out over Ambalindum Station of some 350,000Km2 (bigger than Tassie) with 14000 head of cattle. We jumped at the opportunity to drive some station tracks. The drive was only 3.5km to the top of the hill and just another 3km and we could have been back at Arltunga. 

We drove on to Ross River Station for a sticky beak and ended up staying for lunch. RRS has a funny story to it. The station is on the Ross HWY from Alice Springs and is as far as the highway goes. As the manager said to Nicholas, "it's the longest driveway in the territory". RRS also offer accommodation and our meal was pretty good. 

After lunch we drove on to Trephina Gorge. As a family we are reading 'Alice On The Line' a young girl's recount of her experiences at the Alice Springs telegraph station in the late 1800s. From the book we already knew that Trephina Gorge was named after an aboriginal house maid at the telegraph station. Similar Emily and Jesse Gaps, that we saw, were named after the daughters of the first telegraph station master at Alice Springs. We also stopped at corroborree rock but we cannot be told any details about the rock which detracts our interest from the rock somewhat. 

And with that we were back at Alice Springs. 

While in Alice we also visited many places of interest. 

ANZAC Hill view of Alice Springs
Adelaide House - Flynn's first hospital 
Original School House
Alice Springs Telegraph Station
Alice Springs Solar Array 
Sunset Camel ride

Ghan Museum riding the rails. 
Dinner at Overlanders Steakhouse

Chantelle & Bianca with their camel Ruby.

Chelsea with her camel Doc.

Nicholas with his camel Pixie.

Friday, October 18, 2013

Bianca's Acrostic Poem

Coen where the bull came to visit 
Amazing 
Particular places for swimming 
Elliot falls and the fun we had swimming 
Yes please, I would like another ice cream
Oh what fun
Running along the beach
Kindly talking to one another

Chelsea's acrostic poem for Bali

Bali

Keep on walking don't you stop
Underwater adventures at waterbom
The Elephant Safari Park, must do
An around the island trip is great
 
In
 
Be careful there is hole 
Are you lucky to have a monkey on you?
Lots of spas to choose
Imaginary nail art at Jodi 

Red Centre Part 2

Thursday 10/10
Beth and Alison arrived from Melbourne today. Beth is a friend from Angela's Uni days and Alison is Beth's 4yo daughter. We won't mention in this forum how Nicholas knows Beth. It was a wicked morning with Beth and Alison. Beth collected a Wicked Camper at Alice Springs for our journey then we had a coffee break and lunch at Wicked Kneads, a very good to excellent bakery and coffee shop. Beth needed to do a grocery shop before we started the drive to Yulara near Uluru. Beth had been up since 0530 so the 500km afternoon drive to Yulara had a couple of rest/refuel stops and driver changes. 

Our wicked morning with Beth and Alison. 

Many people had recommended to us to stay at Curtain Springs rather than Yulara. Apparently the facilities are better and the accommodation cheaper. Curtain Springs is also almost 100km from Uluru! We decided to stay at Yulara about 20km from Uluru mostly because of the reduced travel time and the Wicked is not covered for animal damage so we didn't want to drive too much after dusk. One family was told that to see the sunrise on Uluru, when staying at Curtain Springs, they would need to leave 2 hours before sunrise. If we were to do that and get 4 children, under the age of 10 years, ready for the day we would need to be awake about an hour before dinner the night before!

About an hour before Yulara Beth, who was driving in front, radioed that there were two cars stopped on the side of the road. Angela was driving our car and we stopped up the road from where they waved us down. One car had a flat tyre and neither car had a jack! The guy and two ladies wanted to borrow our jack. Nicholas tried to explain that our jack would not work well on their car, but he could not make them understand until he showed them the hi-lift jack on our car. They had no water so Nicholas filled their jerry with warm water from the camper. It takes only a few hours on the road for the water in the camper tank to heat up from the radiant heat from the roadway. Nicholas tried to get a phone number for us to call from Yulara but they could not even provide a number. Neither could they explain why the second car could not be sent off to retrieve a jack or a tow or water or some other form of assistance. Having done what we could we continued to Yulara. Even the locals undertake journeys ill prepared in this area. 

It was almost dark when we arrived at Yulara and it was most amusing to watch Beth erect her rooftop tent for the first time in the dark. Ourselves, we have become proficient at in dark setups.

In the morning light it turned out that packing away a rooftop tent is still somewhat difficult. The faux leather covering bag is either manufactured about 3mm too small or has shrunk 3mm in the sun. All 7 of us drove to the rock for the first time this trip. It is a good thing that Grolo Construction built this massive monolith out here otherwise no one would ever venture to this part of the country, but they have really done a nice job of this one. 

Start of the Mala walk. 

Our first stop was to get right to the base of Uluru and take the Mala Walk. The Mala walk is a very easy 2km walk that takes in some interesting areas of the base of the rock. There is the young boys school room, the old persons nursing home and the ladies hang out all in close proximity to each other. We arrived at the 'kitchen' in time to hear most of a talk being given to a tour group. The talk was about the dreaming when Uluru and Kata Tjuta (Olgas) and other significant landscape formations were made. The children all listened most intently and the adults in our group were not too disruptive. 

That is the geriatric hangout cave. We think aged care is a new thing. Our nursing homes now look quite primitive. 

Only a little further on from the Mala Walk was the Kantju Gorge walk that added several hundred meters to our leisurely stroll. Kantju Gorge is a quiet place where rain water runs down the rock and collects in a semi permanent water hole. There was barely any water visible in the hole now but there is obvious easy water there when required. It is unbelievable that people could live out here and survive so well with what little there is around. 

Where the water runs down into the waterhole. 

Back at the car park we had a snack and looked at the path to the top of Uluru. The walk was closed and the rules ensure that the climb is closed most days of the year. If the forecast is for over 36 degrees, the temperature reaches 36, wind is greater than 20km/h, better than 30% chance of rain, better than 5% chance of thunder, or for cultural reasons the climb is closed for the day. A contrast to the Sydney Harbour Bridge climb. 

Can you make out the rock climb?

We visited the Uluru culture centre which is all about the Anangu culture of the area. Whilst this information is very interesting there is no explanation of the geology of the area and in particular why the makeup of Uluru and Kata Tjuta look so different. 

Back at Yulara we took the children to a traditional dance session on the town square. There was a practice where the performers would teach the children and some adults how to depict emus in dance and then kangaroos. The emus could be performed by either male or female with different actions for each, however kangaroos could only be performed by boys or men. This is not something that is easily explained to little people, that traditional dancing does not include everyone. The actual performance later on was brilliant. It would be fair to say that traditional dance is more like interpretive dance where the actions are mimicking a bird or animal. Bianca was so keen to get up on stage and prance around like an emu and she heavily encouraged her sisters and Alison to join her on stage. 

The girls performing on stage.

More dancing!

The Wakadetti Dancers

An Uluru sunset is a must when you venture to this part of the country. We packed a BBQ dinner to cook and eat whilst enjoying the sunset. We arrived early and secured not only two good car parks but also ample space in front for chairs and cooking equipment. Dinner was certainly at a table with a view of probably the best natural light show we will ever see.

The rock at sunset. 

The sunset from the rock. 

Dinner at Uluru.

Saturday morning and Chelsea, Chantelle and Bianca were keen to see the sunrise over Uluru from the red sand dune behind our camp. So at 0600 we woke up and the girls pretty much flew out of bed and ran up the dune to watch the sun rise. It was nice to see it rise from our private viewing area but the show was not as spectacular because we were viewing from the wrong direction. The more spectacular view were the hundreds of tiny and not so tiny footprints and tracks in the sand. We we able to identify lizards, dingo, camel, birds, and possibly even a snake. 

Since we were awake and on the move so early the adults decided to go and explore Kata Tjuta in the coolest part of the day. There are two lookout walks that they close at 1100 if the temperature is going to be above 36 degrees. It is actually quite a drive to Kata Tjuta not only because of the low speed limits but also they are a long way from the park entrance. 

Kata Tjuta. 

The walk to the first lookout, ingeniously named 'lookout 1', was quite easy and all seven of us made it there in good time. We decided that we would continue and tackle lookout 2 (that's its actual name). Lookout 2 was a more strenuous walk particularly for those with shorter and shortest legs in the group. We stopped and enjoyed the view at the final vantage point and allowed people to rest up. The lookout views were over some of the seemingly most inhospitable country that was amazing to look at. 

Gully between Kata Tjuta. 

View from the second lookout. 

The rest of the day was so hot we took the children to hangout at the campground pool. Angela made iced coffees for the adults while the children enjoyed internal air conditioning in the form of ice creams. 

After dinner and the children were safely tucked up in bed Beth and Angela escaped for a couple of hours of girl time at 'Sails' another part of the resort, where they may or may not have enjoyed cocktails and the dessert buffet! When they returned they found another tourist wandering the campground obviously disoriented and possibly over refreshed. He also roused the attention of other campers and we all kept an eye on him until he reunited himself with his campsite. A bit amusing.

Beth at "Sails" enjoying dessert and a cocktail.

An early start Sunday to go and see the sunrise on Uluru. Unfortunately the light was not as spectacular as it could have been and the sunrise was a little disappointing. The light didn't dance on the rock as it could have, possibly because of the low clouds in the east. We were also hoping that the day would tick all the boxes for an Uluru climb but sadly the wind had picked up over night and at sunrise was still strong enough to have the climb closed. Nicholas and Angela have now spent six days, on two trips, at Uluru and never seen the climb open. 

About as good as the sunrise got. 

On the way back to camp and breakfast, Nicholas took a turn and detoured us around Uluru. There is no way we could have walked the 10km (yes it is a big rock) of track right around it. Peer pressure would have meant all four kids would have wanted to do it but probably half would not have made it especially in the heat. We were all a bit cool and hungry when we arrived at camp so we had a big breakfast of baked beans and eggs. 

The rest of the day was a pack away and drive. Our final destination was Kings Creek Station about 30km from Kings Canyon. We had been planning to take the girls camel riding at Kings Creek Station but as it turned out their cameleer had left some months earlier and the replacement that they had engaged had not yet arrived and was, by then, several weeks over due. 

Monday 14/10
Today we subjected ourselves to the 6km Kings Canyon rim walk! New business idea, open child minding facilities at long and significant walks. Oh, the the squeals of excitement we didn't hear when the first section was a near vertical climb up the canyon wall which is 100m high. Second entrepreneurial idea, open a branch office part way along the walk at three times the rate. Now none of us have visited the Grand Canyon in Arizona, but Kings Canyon must come close in terms of vista. Kings Canyon has been carved out of pure white Meereni sandstone over millennia. The local red dust lands on the white sandstone and is set to the sandstone by a fungi giving the canyon a red glow. 

The start of the climb to the top of the canyon walk. 

Kings canyon from the top looking down. 

The most impressive part of the canyon was the Garden of Eden. About half way along the walk there was an oasis where palms, red gums, cycads grow around a permanent water hole. It is most incredible, as you walk along the top of the canyon with very little vegetation and a whole lot of rocks, then the path descends a little way and there is a beautiful oasis spreads out before you. 

The garden of Eden at the other end was the waterhole. 

At the end of the walk we were ready for lunch, though there were no picnic facilities at Kings Canyon, not a picnic table to be seen. After lunch we all travelled 2km to checkout Kings Canyon Resort. It seems that in these parts they use 'Resort' in its most loosest sense. The cafe does not do an iced coffee but they do a coffee milkshake with four shots of espresso coffee! We also tried to purchase a pass to drive the Meereni loop road. The rules dictate that the pass can only be purchased on the day of travel and you cannot take the application with you to complete and return the next day. 

The next day we drove through Kings Canyon Resort and dutifully completed the permit application which was immediately approved with our payment of $5.50 per car. The permit came with a full colour booklet and taking into account the printing, administration and audit costs little if any of the fee could generate real revenue other than the GST for the federal government. The permit does give the holder permission to drive a shortcut road back to Alice Springs via the West MacDonnells, which is all gravel but of pretty good condition, certainly better condition than expected given the warnings in the booklet. 

Just out of Kings Canyon Resort both vehicles stopped in a safe place for a paddy melon bowling competition. The Afghan cameleers brought the paddy melons to Australia with the camels as a food and water source for the camels. Like the camels the melons now grow wild in the arid regions. The Lloyd-Shrimptons first encountered paddy melons on our journey to Broken Hill and Cameron Corner last year and the girls (and Nicholas possibly) had great enjoyment throwing, rolling and bowling the fruits until they disintegrated over the road. We played with the melons for ages then loaded back in the car and continued. Little wonder it can take us hours to cover a seemingly short distance. 

Paddy melon bowling.

All seven of us camped at Redbank Gorge, for some of us it was our second stop at the Gorge but it was such a great campsite we went back. Angela and the girls had plans to cook again on the campfire but before we did that we all drove in to visit Glen Helen Resort and gorge. Here again they have used resort very loosely. Glen Helen looks more like a rundown school camp than a resort in the true spirit of the word. The gorge was a cold but welcome swimming hole that Chantelle and Alison particularly enjoyed. To continue the walk through the gorge you would need to swim part way through the gorge as the sides are too steep to walk on. 

Glen Helen gorge as the darker clouds rolled in. 

On our return to camp the cooking quest was on in ernest! Wood was chopped and a fire prepared. We think that campfire cooking is one of the things that Angela delights in most when camping. The standard campfire brownie was mixed and tasted, tasted and mixed by Bianca while the others got stuck into a banana cake and various loaves of bread. It is much more difficult using the wood up here as the logs burn much hotter and the coals too throw out much more heat. The sweet treats turned out perfectly and amongst cooking those Angela also cooked dinner!

Cooking damper for dessert. 

Wednesday morning was the drive back to Alice Springs and with the four youngest members of the party all but exhausted we stopped at Orminston gorge for a quickish swim that turned into several hours of swimming and rock climbing. When we arrived at Orminston there was a large group of bird watchers complete with 'ranger' shirts, camo hats and binoculars and even a couple had telescopes with tripods. Sorry to say that four small girls might have scared off the rarest of the birds with their squeals as they entered the icy waters of the gorge. Unfortunately they left and we were left with the entire gorge to ourselves for a while until another family arrived and the girls had another couple of boys to add to their games. This family was travelling quite rough sleeping where ever in swags, in fact they were probably our closest neighbours last night sleeping only a few kilometres away from our camp. 
Enjoying a swim at Orminston.

Ice-creams at Orminston.

Our only other stop on the way back to Alice was the ochre pits. Two of the Lloyd-Shrimpton girls were too wrecked to look at them again so it was just Beth, Alison, Chelsea and Angela (as tour guide) who looked at the pits this time. 

Soon enough we were back at G'Day Mate setting up for another good night sleep before we farewelled Beth and Alison and were on our own once again ... Or were we?