Uluru , Kata Tjuta , valley of the winds

So as I was saying it was a little ugly to wake up early for our 45 minute drive to the Olgas but we had cuppa's and cereal then took off , once again waiting at the park entrance for non ticketed tourists and a toilet break before we set off on our walk , as luck would have it a group was starting at the same time as us but I'm guessing you would be hard pressed to have it any other way for such popular  place .

The first lookout was only a little a bit up the rocky path and we where there soon enough with the vista before us quite different to Uluru and the conglomerate mix of rock that made the Olgas was quite different to Uluru .

Ej decided in things he didn't want to do a big walk so the rest of us set out for the second lookout down the very rocky path then a stop at the drink tank at the valley below and dash and  I continued on alone to the second lookout overlooking the valley of the winds where there was yet another group and also some other people we had seen earlier who kept me in awe as she had walked the Annapurna range in Nepal a few years before but never made it to ba camp unfortunately but man I would love to do that some day .

Then down another steep rocky path into the valley and we made pretty good time on the so called difficult track and as we walked and took many vista filled pics I heard Corinna call me up at the pre arranged time on the UHF for a health check from the car park and when I reached the next hill we confirmed we were still alive and 40 odd minutes off the car park.

A few hills and stops later past another group of walkers and we made it back to the car park and some cold drinks .

A bit of a rest and relay of our walk to the rest of the family we drove to the eastern side and then did the Wulpa gorge track which was a beautiful walk into a tranquil quite place .

Along the way some young  European tourist was clambering upto a cave higher up which was highly forbidden , I paid him little mind but a few others got quite upset and yelled for him to get down right now and some took pics and managed to call a ranger with the trace of a signal up higher .

The end of the walk on a platform was so peaceful it was lovely and informative on the local,plant life .

Following our walk we headed back to the picnic area for chicken and salad wraps and we came across the young European couple again but were polite and kept a small conversation .

Back on the main rd to Ayers Rock we passed a indigenous police officer racing the the Olgas possibly  to fine or apprehend the mislead bloke or maybe coincidence .

We took some eastern aspect photos for the sunset viewing area on the way back .

The rock was finally open for climbing so reluctantly I was coerced into climbing but while most of the family stopped at chicken rock , dash and I made it half way up before we decide to head back down , mainly owing to dashmans slippery soled sneakers that were dressing me out every time he   Slid a little and because we where both physically buggered from walking the nearly 11 Kms this morning .

However it was still bloody high and we got some good shots of the land below .

It was not far of happy hour so we headed back to camp where the boys swam and I did clothes washing while the girls popped into the centre for some cultural dancing and they learnt the emu dance .

As Corinna came back we grabbed some happy hour drinks and a few pizzas from the cafe near the bar and ate while our neighbour hung around talking about his take on all this so called sob cultural crap.

That generation can be so racist I mean I'm far from perfect but it seemed so rude as isn't that what everyone came here to experience !

It has been another massive day and I was totally shagged so after a little preservation to leave in the morning we jumped into bed .