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Sunday 31 May 2009

Anna Creek


Anna Creek Station is the world's largest apparently.

This is not taken after a bushfire. There is no bush to burn, no evidence of any living thing, just black gibber plains as far as the eye can see. It is simply awesome to stand in the midst of it and wonder how anything survives in temperatures that often reach the high forties and even fifties, let alone the fact that someone actually runs a business raising animals on it.

This spot is ten or twelve kilometres from Lake Eyre, at the point where ground level falls from about zero metres above sea level to roughly thirty below.

Interesting!


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(sorry I missed your birthday Mand, thanks for the wishes! Lunch when we get back perhaps?)
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Saturday 30 May 2009

The Dog Fence


Somewhere between Oodnadatta and Coober Pedy.

We thought it was a figment of a colourful historical past, but the dog fence was only completed in the 1980's after almost a century of work. It is fully maintained for its entire 5,800 km length, and everyone swears it has had an effect.

We're not so sure. We've had dingoes in our camp on both sides of it, so we're sort of wondering which side is supposed to be dingo free. It's sheep country in the south, but it seems strange in this age of political correctness, that we are trying to confine a native animal to a particular territory.

One would think that no self respecting dog would be caught dead out there, but one would be wrong.


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Wednesday 27 May 2009

Tuesday 26 May 2009

The Breakaways



Awesome is a word which is overused in this day and age, but when one is standing on a cliff which was once on the edge of a vast ocean, the floor of which is now desert which stretches much further than the eye can see, there is no other word that adequately describes the scene.

Sea shells and fossilised marine life litter the place, a mere 2,000 kilometres from the present shore line.

This place is called the Breakaway, as it's said to be the point where the land and the ocean had an argument, so the ocean broke away, never to come back again.


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The clouds forming are also a bit thought provoking. We wonder where we'll get stuck when the rain comes later in the week.
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Monday 25 May 2009

West MacDonnell Ranges


A mere two or so weeks ago, I might have implied that Toowoomba would be about as high as we would be climbing this trip. Well I just hadn't accounted for Alice Springs it seems.

The Alice is actually at a slightly higher elevation than Toowoomba, even though it doesn't appear to actually be on a hill at all, something to do with the fact that the MacDonnells were something more than 4,000 metres high about 300 million years ago, according to people who know about these things, and as they've eroded, the surrounding areas have been built up a bit.

Well actually they've been built up 7 or 800 metres for several hundred kilometres around. We're about 500 k south of Alice Springs now, and about 500 metres elevation. In another 300 kilometres time, we'll be at Lake Eyre and minus 30 metres, but for now, enjoy the beauty of the now seriously stunted MacDonnells!


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More rain on the rock


It was such a special experience that I couldn't really just leave it at one picture.

The colour changes and amount of water flowing off the rock were simply unbelievable. It seems we had 9mm of rain while we were walking, and the rather leisurely ten kilometres which would normally have taken us well under two hours, consumed us for three and a half, and we wanted to do it again!

No more rock pictures, but we arrived in Marla to unexpected Next G reception and I couldn't think of a better pic to share our experience with!


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Sunday 24 May 2009

It's Raining on the Rock



Sorry to go all mushy, but JW got it spot on!

Pastel red to burgundy and spinifex to gold,
We've just come out of the Mulga where the plains forever roll.
And Albert Namatjira has painted all the scenes,
And a shower has changed the lustre of our land.

And it's raining on the Rock,
In a beautiful country,
And I'm proud to travel this big land,
As an Aborigine.
And it's raining on the Rock
What an almighty sight to see,
And I'm wishing and I'm dreaming that you were here with me.

Everlasting daisies and a beautiful desert rose
Where does their beauty come from heaven knows.
I could ask the wedge-tail but he's away too high,
I wonder if he understands it's wonderful to fly.

It cannot be described with a picture,
The mesmerising colours of the Olgas.
Or the grandeur of the Rock
Uluru has power!

And it's raining on the Rock,
In a beautiful country,
And I'm proud to travel this big land,
As an Aborigine.
And it's raining on the Rock
What an almighty sight to see,
And I'm wishing and I'm dreaming that you were here with me




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Monday 18 May 2009

Standley Chasm



Ok so this is just one wall of Standley Chasm, although part of the other is just visible in the top right, due entirely to some inept cropping work on my part.

Poked around in Alice and surrounds all day today, ready to hit the road tomorrow and probably away from the world for a week or so. When I mentioned that Toowoomba at 700 metres may well have been the highest point in our journey, I wasn't counting on the fact that Alice Springs is actually at the same elevation. This is apparantley brought about by the fact that the mountain ranges round here were originally two or three thousand metres higher than they are today, and in the erosion process, they've spread themselves over the surrounding four or five hundred kilometres!

So Standley is only a few hundred metres above ground level at best, but it was once nearly 4000 metres above sea level apparently. How do they know that stuff?


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Sunday 17 May 2009

The Plenty Highway



When we turned left at Boulia, onto the Donahue Highway, which becomes the Plenty at the Northern Territory Border, Ray's NavMan burst into sound:

"Turn left," it said, "In 768 kilometres". No, I am not making that up.

We did see a little bulldust on the way.


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Saturday 16 May 2009

Big Red



Today we rolled into Alice Springs, just on 3,000 km from home, more than half of it on unsealed roads, and well beyond the reach of modern technology. For that reason, and because, well to be frank, there are more exciting things to do than sit in front of a computer, I could be a few thousand kilometres behind with the picture.

So here's my favourite photographer doing her thing on top of Big Red, the most fearsome sand dune in the Simpson Desert.


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Thursday 14 May 2009

Still Trucking



I'm not sure how there can be an absence of time when one is essentially out doing nothing, but there is. The more nothing we do, the less time we have to do it, I haven't even finished yesterday's quota yet.

The photo was taken on the edge of the Simpson Desert near Birdsville, but we are now in Boulia, with a couple of thousand kilometres worth of adventure under our tyres and no time to update anything.

Tomorrow we're out of communication again for three days as we poke down the "highway" to Alice Springs. Nothing broken, no flat tyres ... so far.


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Monday 11 May 2009

Charleville



We've crossed the point which lies 1000k's from the coast, which we consider to be the start of our journey. Of course it also brings unseasonal rain, and therefore impassable roads in the places we want to go. I guess there'll be lots of photos of an overcast Quilpie in coming days!


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Saturday 9 May 2009

Around the Inland Sea


Well our journey to circumnavigate the inland sea has begun, it was all uphill at first to Toowoomba, which at 700 metres above sea level is probably as high as we will get this trip, unless we climb to the top of highest peak on the Flinders Ranges just to say we have.

Here's a lovely picture looking back from Picnic Point at the top of the Great Dividing Range, from there it's all downhill until we reach Lake Eyre in a few weeks, 30m or so below sea level.

It just feels good to be finally on the road again!


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