Landing in the outback and seeing Uluru with my own eyes for the first time is something I shall not forget in a hurry I tell you. I had heard that photos do not do it justice and yes it is very very true. Uluru is a huge majestic sandstone rock rising up out of the flat desert in central Australia. The nearest town is 280 miles away (Alice Springs).
One thing I must point out, some of you friends that know me will naturally be expecting me to climb it. I will not. Uluru has a large spiritual significance to the local Anangu people, with many sacred areas, and they do ask out of respect that people do not climb. Each day I am learning more about the Anangu people and shall share some of this in coming posts. I am wholly respectful of their feelings and will experience the rock in awe without standing on top.
Day one we got up close to it and the wows kept on coming. Standing beside it and looking up you see the fine detail of nature’s work. The red stone shown in a vast array of lightings and its marks and shadows change as the sun passes round it. I couldn’t believe I was there.
During the afternoon we had the honoured opportunity to watch some local Aboriginal art and craft being made right beneath Uluru itself.
Then for the sunset came a huge experience. A trip by helicopter to take a flight by Uluru and see from above. I was speechless. Almost forgetting to take photos as I took it all in and caught my breath.