you in advance: The three day Tour ("The Rock Tour") is among the best that we have made the trip so far! A huge fun, great experience and nice new friends. This included around 200 new pictures, if not more, true to the motto "Take only Photographs - Leave nothing but footprints "...
Early morning at 6 we got the tour company from the hostel Actually, it was only the bus, a driver and 20 mostly younger people who had gathered here for three days. . The driver was the same tour guide, entertainer and cook. He Greg called, so mid-20s, a great Australian, funny guy! After the first few meters of travel, he made clear to us in Aussie slang, he was not alone for us cooking, cleaning . uws can, and we would need to understand the trip rather than do-it-yourself experience -. saw in the brochures or from different But we enjoyed it more likely to escape from civilization ...
1. Day - Kings Canyon
From Alice Springs, we first had to drive 600 km to reach the first point of action. Overall, we should in the three days around 1,500 km road glide look at. Australia is really big, we knew, but really feel we are doing it now, after hours except arid grasses and shrubs, only the dead kangaroos along the road for a change ensured. Greg was always good at, looked at whether the dead 'Roos were still babies buried alive, and carried or dragged the poor animals away from the streets to ensure the safety car.
noon, after a long ride and very fun little game Get to know on the bus, we came to Kings Canyon. By the way before us on the bus were a young couple from Meck-Pom, behind us two Britons and a Schwizer, and find us a woman from Bermuda. "The time from Bermuda, we should fit right into our next Urlaubsplaene," we joked, then chatted with the Germans but for now (the Bermuda-wife was sleeping anyway). Five Chinese were also there, the Aussies were a couple in the Minoritaetenrolle.
Kings Canyon was then a very handsome giant rock with a deep cut that offers the rainy season some exciting water holes for swimming, with a surprising amount of greenery. The biggest hole is called "Garden of Eden" and is marketed accordingly. But as we in the Dry season, competed for the inspection the water was more of a hole Schlammpfuetze, the picture is not even worth showing ... But that did not detract from the overall great atmosphere, for great weather, lots of nice people to meet, and the fun, jumping around after a long bus ride to the canyon cliff compensated with ease.
We then stopped at the roadside, were reassigned from Greg to collect fuelwood. We spent the night at the campfire in the wilderness, after it was evening, Chili con carne. I belonged to the fire team, and placed neatly on wood again, when all were in their swags (such a kind of mixture of e mattress and sleeping bag for putting that before Cold temperatures, wind, and protects animals). At night I woke up again, and after the fire was, and everyone was asleep, it was sensational calm. The sky was clear and bright as ever. After just a few minutes I had seen enough shooting stars to get rid of my small wishes, and fell asleep again. Sandra was lying next to a snoring Chinese ;-)
second Day - Kata Tjuta and Uluru Sunset early morning, still in the dark, we were startled by high Greg. While we still rolled up our swags, he had again made a fire and there was homemade bread (fresh from the night before) and boiling water for instant coffee. Our tour guide was highly motivated to us as much as possible to show the Outback and Aboriginal culture and to convey that there was no time to take a breather. After a short trip (one or two hours) we arrived at Uluru Kata Tjuta National Park, and drove even at Uluru, formerly Ayers Rock by.
But first we drove about 50 miles to the impressive 36 red rocks, Kata Tjuta (The Olgas) to see. A feast for all geologists, great fun for the Immaculate backpackers. Again, we were allowed three hours from the line after Greg gave us an introduction about the origin of the red rocks.
Notable: We got one of his scientific and geological Declaration and the history of the Aborigines, for the Kata Tjuta is a sacred site. In general, Greg also spent on the bus, on the long trips, a lot of time, we explain the culture and the situation of Australian aborigines. This gabs many plant and animal science. Only at the end of the tour in Alice Springs for a few beers, I told Greg that he was brought up in Australia on a Wall village school :-)
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If interested - the Aboriginal history of Uluru and Kata Tjuta
Because we were so good, and much more romantic than the pure science. It is a sketchy children's story in which two giant deity children in the desert digging for water. With her hands she scooped a hole in the Wuestenboden. From the red Wuestenschlamm they built a pile, they shaped the round. The stones that were in the mud
mentioned, they threw over his shoulder behind him. The sludge pile now Uluru, the world largest monolyth is (350 meters). The 36 stones form the Kata Tjuta, the highest of them (including 'Olga' called) over 500 meters high.
The interesting thing is that Ayers actually more of a soft red sandstone which during the Olgas from a mixture of mud and round river rocks are formed.
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The walk through Kata Tjuta was incredible, full color games, and something new around every corner. Particularly impressive is the Valley of the Wind. I hope the pictures speak for themselves Sprache.Abends again looking firewood, and then quickly to the spectacular part of the day: the sunset at Uluru ! After we had walked along a few minutes at the foot of the red giants, we jumped on the bus, and Greg pressuring the accelerator to us secure a good seat on the 5 km distant viewing platform.
Once there we had the mountain about 3 km wide in the great view, and there simply may be present at any of the hundreds every minute more red coloring to the Uluru concentrated, disturbs you not follow the crowds. The Kuehltruhe with the beer, all day with ice packs was nurtured and cared for, was taken off the bus. The Bermuda-wife, her name is Melissa, it even had a bottle of champagne, and that was the moment and appropriate ...
sometimes is just a cloud between triumph and tragedy. The luck was with us, the sun came through, and the clouds moved away symmetrically over Uluru, and their color will change in a split second. Uluru had now assumed an eerie red. Images were shot, the grace in the photo album, the first page. Behind us we heard Greg, who stressed that this was the most beautiful sunset of his career as a guide: ". Unreal Wicked Changed its color, again!"
The sun had been gone minutes, because everyone looked at still enchants. We went to the camp, quickly fire made some pasta, off to bed. Forward to the sunrise at Uluru again!
third Day - Uluru, camel riding
Morning all packed up and jumped off the bus, her eyes full of sleep. Meanwhile, the troops were well established, we had met us, some nice and interesting young people were there. The rest of us now tend to be the elders belonging
:-( When we arrived at Uluru was still all dark. We set up breakfast, weetbix with milk or toast, coffee or tea. This time we stood on the side of the mountain, and when the sun rose, were Uluru and clouds illuminated side. From the black piece of rock was fast, the red sandstone, to look great! beautiful certainly just as the sunset, but went more dramatic going on. The entrance is then more of a harmonious start to the last day been.
As usual we got from Greg three hours to walk around Uluru, about 8 km of road. Theoretically, it would also have been possible to climb a route exists with a kind of railing. But it was more important this is usually how that day also closed because of wind. Heavy is added mainly that of course Uluru is a sacred Aboriginal sites who ask for it to climb to her shrine and not to jump around. In general, the rise is only allowed because the white Australians are in the Tourismusbehoerde out and exercise its veto if the indigenous people trying to force the abolition of the climbing route. In addition, every year tourists die while climbing, it was a crash or heart attack.
Morning all packed up and jumped off the bus, her eyes full of sleep. Meanwhile, the troops were well established, we had met us, some nice and interesting young people were there. The rest of us now tend to be the elders belonging :-( When we arrived at Uluru was still all dark. We set up breakfast, weetbix with milk or toast, coffee or tea. This time we stood on the side of the mountain, and when the sun rose, were Uluru and clouds illuminated side. From the black piece of rock was fast, the red sandstone, to look great! beautiful certainly just as the sunset, but went more dramatic going on. The entrance is then more of a harmonious start to the last day been.
As usual we got from Greg three hours to walk around Uluru, about 8 km of road. Theoretically, it would also have been possible to climb a route exists with a kind of railing. But it was more important this is usually how that day also closed because of wind. Heavy is added mainly that of course Uluru is a sacred Aboriginal sites who ask for it to climb to her shrine and not to jump around. In general, the rise is only allowed because the white Australians are in the Tourismusbehoerde out and exercise its veto if the indigenous people trying to force the abolition of the climbing route. In addition, every year tourists die while climbing, it was a crash or heart attack. So we have a heavy heart, apart from the climb, and fly around the behemoth. Thanks to my powerful virtual imagination, I've just about how it would look from above: to the horizon nothing except the Kaja Tjuta, and in the other direction is still a mountain, "Fooluru" - many think him mistaken for Uluru hence the name. Thus have I seen positively, saves the rise, with the same result. Hiking around we talked long with Andrew and Alex of Neubrandenburg. Because I felt, as indicated, relatively old: the two were enrolled in 1996 until the fall of the wall and had not even noticed anything, since only Born in 1989! Thus, the different generations talked about German history, while we passed at different corners of the sacred Uluru, where some men ('female sacred site') or some women were not allowed to look in the direction of the mountain.
fell After circling the bus, most of us into a deep sleep. Heading Greg held several times abruptly to make us alternately on dingoes, wild camels and dead lizards attention. Two stops we made an even more: On a farm we could for 5 Aussie dollars, that is, 2, 80 €, good 100 meters camel riding. The last 50 meters would be the camel even jogging. Here we are to race camels, allegedly already won some races in Australia have done. We decided against it, bought an ice cream, fed a few Cangoroos, and I tried to communicate with an emu. He looked interested, but wanted to just my ice. I was insulted like this. The second stop was at the roadside, it was geaussert the desire to photograph a street sign with a kangaroo. I was with, the picture has become beautiful. Then we were back then, in Alice Springs, full of great impressions and experiences! In the evening the group drank a couple of beers in the hostel, we exchanged the e-mail addresses, then came the now familiar group of their ways. The next morning we got on the Greyhound, heading south .....
fell After circling the bus, most of us into a deep sleep. Heading Greg held several times abruptly to make us alternately on dingoes, wild camels and dead lizards attention. Two stops we made an even more: On a farm we could for 5 Aussie dollars, that is, 2, 80 €, good 100 meters camel riding. The last 50 meters would be the camel even jogging. Here we are to race camels, allegedly already won some races in Australia have done. We decided against it, bought an ice cream, fed a few Cangoroos, and I tried to communicate with an emu. He looked interested, but wanted to just my ice. I was insulted like this. The second stop was at the roadside, it was geaussert the desire to photograph a street sign with a kangaroo. I was with, the picture has become beautiful. Then we were back then, in Alice Springs, full of great impressions and experiences! In the evening the group drank a couple of beers in the hostel, we exchanged the e-mail addresses, then came the now familiar group of their ways. The next morning we got on the Greyhound, heading south .....
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