“K K K”
(‘Kimberley
Karavan Kapers’ - Bruce & Audrey)
No: 4 Alice Springs
to the ‘Red Centre’
Here in the centre of the
world’s (scientifically) oldest, flattest, driest and almost hottest continent
on earth, the countryside is so lush, so awash with green feed comprising prolific
Buffel Grass (introduced species) and other natural species, that it should be
renamed “The Green Centre”, rather than the Red Centre.
In any case, the contrast
between the warm red hues and the bright green pasture is quite colourfully
striking as our 2 tonne rig glides effortlessly over the excellent bitumen of
Lasseter’s Highway which runs all the way to Uluru (Ayer’s Rock), and on to The
Olgas. .
Lush Buffel Grass |
We stopped at Mt Ebenezer,
56km west of Erldunda turnoff to check out an Art Gallery there, featuring many
small works on canvass by local Aboriginal women artists, all very ‘touristy’ and
pricey, but now regret having not purchased the singularly only piece that I
liked of the entire gallery offering, and regrettably, we’re not returning that
way.
We
photographed distant Mt Conner from the roadside lookout, a flat topped
monolith of Uluru ilk and proceeded on to Curtin Springs Wayside Inn and cattle
station with a view to over-nighting in their well appointed free campground. Curtain
Springs was named for then Prime Minister John Curtin, and the water from its
namesake natural spring 6km distant is said to taste like Epsom Salts; one
wonders if there’s some political connotation?
Mt Connor |
Sandy Way Campsite |
The Lasseter Highway
traverses open rolling red soil downs, interspersed with moderate height red
sandhills, lightly timbered, principally with Desert Oak, a member of the
Casuarina family, plus areas of Mulga, Beefwood, Gidyea and Desert Bloodwood.
Desert Oaks, by far the most
numerous, are an interesting species is as much as the juvenile trees grow in
thin pencil-like columns and depend on rain for survival until reaching
maturity, when they spill out into a spherical canopy, their root systems now
deep into the watertable, and they no longer depend on rainfall, hence their
prolific survival throughout the desert.
Low Red Sandhills |
Up again next morning at
6:30am in the dark to a fine but cloudy day; we leave the K K’van at the Sandy
Way campground in safe company with several others and drive off to the service village, Yulara, with its
Airstrip, up-market Resort, Campground and Shell Service Station, our
destination “Uluru/Kata Tjuta National Park”, the latter being the local name
for The Olgas.
There is a singular entry
point to the NP where a fee of $25 per person is collected for a three-day
multiple-entry pass. We decided to see The Olgas first, a 48km sealed road drive
farther on past Yulara, stopping enroute at the Kata Tjuta dune viewing site
before arriving at the Olgas themselves.
The Olga's |
Valley of the Winds |
Walpa Gorge Viewing Platform |
The Olgas |
Having lunched here on our usual fare of picnic sandwiches, it was time for the big one, Uluru, where we visited the Cultural Centre, a ‘walk-thru’ display featuring all aspects of local cultural and historical information on well documented displays, and a colourful video presentation as well; as you might expect, all very well done, and included in the Park entry fee.
It was mid afternoon and
becoming increasingly overcast as we did the 10.6km drive around the base of
Uluru, which while softly lit by the high thin cloud, did not distract from its
stunning appearance, though did suggest its sunset viewing would not be as
spectacular as it otherwise might be.
Uluru |
We stopped to see all Uluru’s features i.e., the Mutitjulu Waterhole, the adjacent Kuniya aboriginal rock art, Kantju Gorge and the climbers ascending the famous, if not steep Mala Puta walk up to the top of Ayers Rock, which incidentally has resulted in 35 fatalities from various causes over the years. The local Anangu owners now request that people refrain from scaling the rock for spiritual reasons, though it is not (yet) illegal, and many climbers were scaling it.
There were lots of tourists
everywhere, many foreigners included, and we were totally thrilled and excited
to at last see such a national icon, but pretty tired after our walks on uneven
stony tracks at The Olgas, going non-stop all day.
So with smiles on our faces
and contented hearts we drove back to our van at Sandy Way, hitched it up
quickly then drove the 60km back to the free campground at Curtin Springs, where
we stayed an extra day to write this report, before departing in the morning
for our next adventure – Kings Canyon, in the West MacDonnell Ranges, and no
doubt a full on week ahead.
We’ve now been 43 days on
the road and travelled 4356km.
Bruce and Audrey
Curtin Springs
18/5/14
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