There is so much excitement when you know you are about to see a really, really large... ROCK.
Yup, you read right a rock. It’s not just any rock though, it’s “The Rock”. Ayers Rock. Uluru.
We had packed up in a flash, very excited to be saying goodbye to Alice Springs and heading off to our next destination. The drive was cruisey, all black top roads and that beautiful 130k speed limit. The kids were in a great mood and we had loaded them up with snacks, toys and the odd movie for this trip.
We couldn’t help ourselves but look for Uluru at every corner we turned, even though we were a good few hours away.
Then suddenly, and we really mean suddenly, there she was, in all her glory. Viewing it so far out of the caravan park was surprising, so for the next few k’s she stood tall, then disappeared behind a small hill, then popped up, and gone again. The land looks so flat but its quite deceiving, without realising, we were driving up and down hills.
Pulling into the resort, the line up to get in was huge, lucky for us the kids were happy for the minute. We were quickly put into the overflow camping section which was a large, red dirt field, no power and no water. This suited us fine as we knew it was for only 1 night. We didn’t bother unhitching the van, we simply let the kids out of the car, grabbed a chair and spent the afternoon watching our two toddlers run wild and play in the dirt.
After an easy night we woke to a slow morning. We moved to our new location in the powered section, still just as much red dirt. Setting up camp, it was finally time to go into the national park and see Uluru up close and personal. Spending our time doing a slow lap around the base, quick stop here and there, we found a walk to the sunrise look out and let the kids run along the boardwalk.
Both kids were tired and cranky so we took the opportunity to let them sleep in the car while we drove out to view The Olgas. Bigger, lumpier, slightly more colourful than Uluru, The Olgas were amazing. We enjoyed a bite to eat while enjoying the beauty of this site. Time to head back to the camp, grab some drinks and head into the sunset viewing area to claim our spot and watch the sun set on the rock. Sitting on the roof of our car, camera set up, we watch the most spectacular site we have seen.
New morning and new activities. For Claire and the kids, it was a relaxed morning playing at the camp, for Tom however, it is time to tackle the climb. Dressed and ready, he went and picked up a friend and headed out. The sheer site of the rock climb was amazing. It took the boys about 1.5 hours, it was tough going but the view from the top and knowing they had made it was just awesome.
Tom arrived back at our camp ecstatic about this mornings adventures. A quick lunch and we all headed into Uluru with our friends in tow. It was time to really explore the base of the rock. We hired some push bikes complete with baby seats and set off for the 10.5 km ride. It had been a really long time since Claire had ridden a bike and with the extra weight of Varli on the back it took a bit to get used to. The path was sandy and soft in sections, so much so that we had to stop riding in some sections and push our way through. We rode past some unique sections with some really interesting information boards about the history and culture and some cool caves. This was by far the best way to experience Uluru. The kids were so excited and laughed the whole way. So glad we chose to ride the base.
Ending the day meeting some new friends and having drinks for the last time with old friends before we part ways.
Our trip to the centre was perfect.