This weekend we flew to the very middle of the country, also known as the Red Centre, and I think you will see from the pictures how it’s earned its meme.
The first evening we set out to view the Field of Light, a light installation by Bruce Munro of over 50,000 light stems. We were served bubbles and beers as the sunset on Uluru, aka Ayers Rock, as the light installation came to life. Once dark, we ventured into the field to explore.
The next morning we headed out to catch the sunrise over the rock. It was pretty spectacular as the sun began to hit the rock, illuminating the redness and the sheer mass of the monolith. Once the sun was up and we began to warm up we joined the Mala Walk tour, which gave a lot more insight into the area and its importance in Aboriginal culture, before heading off on the 10km walk around the rock. We also learnt that it is against their culture to pass on a story about a place unless you are in that place, so I’m afraid I won’t be sharing and specific details here.
That evening we experienced the Sounds of Silence dinner. Once again we watched the sunset on the rock over canapés, bubbles and beers. We then headed to our outdoor dining venue where along with a three course meal, which included a dessert buffet(!) we were entertained with a traditional aboriginal performance (all a bit touristy but enjoyable nonetheless) and the highlight of the evening was a star gazing talk and a peek of Saturn and the moon through the telescopes. It was close to 5 degrees, so luckily the wine glasses were kept topped up to stave off the chill.
On our final day we once again got up and headed out for sunrise. This time at Kata Tjuta, also know as the Olgas, the second largest rock formation in the Red Centre. It also offered a different perspective on Ayers Rock.
The drive was a little further, which I didn’t appreciate that early, particularly because James wasn’t registered to drive on the car and I had to drive the whole way (due to a minor incident at the airport that involved a camera being left on the plane and him not being present to register his license – I won’t say who left it on the plane but I did have my two bags).
That afternoon we walked through the Olgas. Being more than one rock it was a more interesting walk than the Ayers Rock circuit.
After some lunch in the town square, it was back on the plane. We secured a window seat on the way back, which gave us one last glimpse of Uluru and the red landscape.