Tête en bas

Down under wandering. Archipelagoes to islands; beaches to deserts; mountains to cities.

Back to the Big Red Thing


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This time, I don’t have a guide with me. I’m almost the guide. But the good thing is that australian parks often organize those “rangers talk”. Once a week in some place like the Rainbow Valley, but everyday in Uluru. The ranger talks about the place, giving as much details as possible. As the talk starts at 10AM, we don’t have any choice except to wake up early for this time. We even arrive in advance, which give us time to enjoy an healthy breakfast with an amazing view.

The group is big. Maybe to big. I know most of the information the ranger is giving us, but it’s nice to hear them coming from someone else, a different way. The talk last for almost two hours. After that, we just keep on doing the whole tour by ourself. Sadly, there’s much more people that when I came the first time, and it’s really hard to enjoy the quietness of the place. Typical example is this lady, in her 50s, with her aggressive voice, asking -way to loudly- “so, you’re enjoying the quietness of the place? You’re right, it’s really quiet here”. If I enjoy doing the walk again, I do keep a better souvenir of my first one.

As the meeting with the sunset the previous day was not as great as expected, we stop again for the sunset. This time, there’s no more smoke, and we can enjoy the color changes of the rock, seating on the roof of the car, eating a light salad.

Back at the campground a little while after that, to our usual evening routine.

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