Today was our last day at the rock. Brian wanted to climb the rock , not my idea of fun but I had a lot of books on my ipad could read while he waked. Armed with the dodgy camera – to risky to take the good one ha ha – he walked to the area where the walkers were starting. In the short space of time between parking ( and we parked close as we qualify up here as a BUS in our campervan) it was closed – rain predicted…blue sky but maybe it was raining in Perth or Adelaide. Disappointed Brian and happy me (was scared for him walking) headed back the walk I had missed the day before. This time it was a cool time only 34C lol. After the walk we drove on to Kata Juta ( Olgas) these too were amazing and so massive!
While they looked of the same material as Uluru they had grass growing over them in many parts. By the time we arrived there it as near 11:30am and already 36C . I decide I could see the Olgas and that was sufficient for me. Brian chose to walk to the first section of the Valley of the winds walk. I sat instead under a shelter with a roof made of grasses which actually mad the dry heat almost bearable . They have beautifully crafted seats made from wood with no two the same. They are complete with gnarled wood polished smooth . I chatted there to others also waiting for walkers. One little boy had the right idea. He said , ” this place needs air conditioning.” I agreed with him and thought moving walkways would also be a good idea. Perhaps I should forward these ideas to the Parks and Wildlife people hahaha. Let’s face it, with the hot weather here who wouldn’t want those suggestions carried out. 🙂
We did a picnic lunch ( everything is always so close at hand in this van) then drove the three and a half hours to Kings Canyon resort. We picked up meat now we know how to work the gas we were determined to BBQ. On arrival we asked to stay an extra night over the one we had booked. The man was accommodating despite the park being near full and gave us a site where we could stay both nights as the one we had previously been allocated would have someone else coming in tomorrow. Then he dropped the clanger…there is no Internet except their paid one and no cell phone coverage. Massive panic…how could I let the kids know we had arrived safely . Then I remembered those things used in the dark ages to call people…the thing that you needed to put coins in…the public telephone. Called Tim and let him know we were here and were staying the extra night. Phew!!
Then we drove to our site only to find someone else already in it. Returned to reception where they gave us the original site and said they will move the newcomers to another site tomorrow so we can stay put 🙂 hope no one else is in our site tomorrow lol. Then it was BBQ Time. I decided to cook since Brian had done all the driving. Fought with the BBQ again, fiddled with connections then woohoo it was all cooking with gas…literally hahaha. Cooked a feast up, sausages, steak , rissoles and onions . Served it up with a salad…so domesticated 🙂
Then all the ‘locals’ came out flashing cameras in my direction. Camera flashes came from behind me. Squeals of “Look over there”, filled the air with excitement. “Quiick , get me the camera” ,others called to their friends. I must admit I had just finished cooking which is an unexpected event for me ( newsworthy to capture on film.?? Hardly, I thought. I was sitting at my table in a pretty black floral tunic with black crop leggings, a gold necklace with three large rings attached ( Tiffany fake lol but I guessed maybe they hadn’t realised) and diamanté encrusted thongs having ditched the now red stained pink and white joggers-perhaps photo worthy …but I’m a stranger so I didn’t get their excitement. Did they think it was Abbey Lee from Dance Moms was in the campsite???
I turned to see these camera wielding fiends to ask why they were photographing me. I turned to behind me…mind you Brian was watching that way already from his seat position.there sulking around was a DINGO!
There I was sitting in a fold up canvas chair unable to drag it with any ease in the gravel. I needed to push the table away if I were to escape but that too was hard to move with its legs stuck on gravel. What do you do if a dingo is near?? Instinct said run. Here I was with my iPad at hand to google what to do but in this place there was no Internet or cell phone connection ( actually more terrifying to me than this dingo to be honest). Brian’s response -‘it’s walking on don’t worry’ . But I could read in his eyes the story he was already contemplating the story he would sell to the Woman’s Weekly him contemplating the dress shoes and hair style he would wear for the photoshoot to go with the story , the suitably forlorn face… ( hmmm or is that what I was planning had the dingo been coming from the opposite direction hahahaha) .
Then as my life flashed before me I noticed the camera flashes were moving up the street as the dingo stalked a new prey…or just went to check out new bins 🙂 You could tell where it was during the night least while others were awake cause the camera flashes followed it like hungry paparazzi . Least I can now say I saw a dingo.
Tomorrow we , when I say ‘we’ though I mean Brian , are off to Kings Canyon to walk the rim. It starts with 500 steps up in incline equivalent to the Uluru walk. I plan on blogging in the 3 hours or so it takes to walk the rim .