The Northern Territory
Well we can say it now. We've been to the center of Australia and survived. We survived the heat, the flies, the bugs, the swooping sandwich snatching falcons, the road trains, the strange gas stations, the National Parks, the tourist buses, and suicidal kangaroos. Its an amazing place with long drives that usually end in spectacular sights, or at the very least a free camping spot.

Music Please: Dancing Queen, Young and Sweet....
After Alice Springs, we headed deeper into the outback to see that Australian icon, Ayres Rock, or, as the Aboriginal's call it, Uluru. However, Uluru is not the only thing to be seen in middle-of-nowhere Australia. Before we got to "The Rock" there were a couple of stops along the way. First, was Watarrka National park where we did the Rim Trail around Kings Canyon. Second, was a hike around The Olgas or Kata Tjuta as its known to Aboriginals. Third, it was finally time to see the "Big Rock", Uluru, and another memorable hike. That was 3 hikes in 3 days, a welcome change to the 4000+ kilometers of driving up to then.
It must be said that these Aussies have everything covered when you go for a hike in the desert. There was drinking water provided along the way despite several warnings that you should take plenty of water with you. There were emergency radio stations sticking up out of the rocks in case something goes wrong. There were handy little arrows, bridges, stairs, and other things to make the hike as simple and enjoyable as possible. This may sound like overdoing it, but after walking for a little less than an hour in that heat, we understood the precautions...things could get real ugly in no time if a person wasn't prepared. Anyway, check out some of the photos.

We got up at 5am to catch this shot. Actually, I got up, Kendra kept sleeping in the back with a, "Yah I see it", in between very long blinks.

A classic shot.

This rock is HUGE. We did the 10km base walk around Uluru, the trees in front are a on average about 5m high.
Our next stop was a new addition to the trip. We decided that we had the time and motivation to head up to "The Top End", Darwin, and visit a couple of national parks, including the famous Kakadu National Park. As an added motivation we were able to hook up with another of our long lost Tibet pals, Karl and Petra. Its crazy that 4 months after meeting them in Dali, China we would meet them again strolling down the streets of Darwin. Not to be too cliche, but it truly is a small world and it was just like old times, as it seemed like yesterday we were in Bampa's truck bouncing around Tibet. Great to see you guys!
Once we left Darwin we were able to spend 2.5 days exploring Kakadu. What a place! At first glance it didn't seem like much, but take a couple of walks and/or boat rides and you discover why the place is so famous. Once again, check out the photos.

This was posted at our campsite for the night...being careful where one walks at night takes on a whole new meaning!

One of the many croc's that we saw on the Yellow Water boat tour.




On another note, one could say that Uluru is a just a "big rock" in the middle of nowhere, and Kakadu is just a "large river system", but as we discovered, they are much more than that. Not only are they great places to visit but they are also sacred Aboriginal sites. The Aboriginal people have lived in these areas for well over 20,000 years (some say 60,000) isolated from the rest of the world longer than any other group of people in human history. Their languange, social structure, stories and knowledge all comes from the nature around them. Because of this they've developed intimate knowledge of their world and consider many parts of them to be sacred.
Two of the national parks that we visited, Uluru and Kakadu, are actually legally owned by the Aboriginal people that originally lived in those areas. This was not always so. Most land, as in North America, was taken from the aboriginals who had to fight their claim of ownership, eventually gaining their land back around the 1980's. In the case of these two parks, they were already famous icons in Australia at the time. The aboriginals agreed to lease the land back to the government as national parks on the conditions that their people be allowed to live there, and that the park would be run based on their culture and traditions (I'm sure there were several other conditions, but we don't know about them). Ever since then they greet thousands of visitors into their lives each year, simply asking that visitors respect their sacred places. This may mean in certain places no photography allowed, or not doing the climb at Uluru (although this free climb still goes on due to its long established tourist draw, something Kendra and I did not do). Their influence in these parks is unforgetable as each one has fantastic cultural centers with free guided walks and talks dedicated to explaining many parts of aboriginal life. An eye opening experience.
Today was a unique day as we picked up a great half day underground mining tour in Mt. Isa, Queensland. We got fully dressed up and went undergruond with Steve, a former miner for over 35 years. Steve came complete with an intimate knowledge of underground mining, a booming voice, a missing finger and plenty of first hand stories. Unfortunately we were not allowed to take photos, although considering we were underground they probably wouldn't have been that spectacular. Instead it would have been better to record the sounds and smells of the place rather than the sights. Its incredible what most miners deal with on a daily basis.
Cultural centers, mine tours, we're proper tourists now aren't we.
So after several thousand kilometers we are now back in Queensland heading North to Cairns and the Great Barrier Reef. Looking forward to seeing the ocean as well as something other than long straight roads for a change.

Talk to you soon,
Mike and Kendra