Author: Al
Roadhouse Blues (or please don’t go to the Kimberley)
Neither Tanya nor I have ever been in prison. That’s hopefully not too much of a surprise to anyone, but should we ever be tempted to commit any serious crimes (beyond washing dogs in motel rooms), we just need to remember that neither of us would do well in a prison cell. How do we … Continue reading Roadhouse Blues (or please don’t go to the Kimberley)
First Corner
Robert Louis Stevenson, once noted that “to travel hopefully was a better thing than to arrive”. But then, Robert Louis Stevenson had never been in a Land Rover Discovery being driven by Tanya at 100 km hour down a narrow corrugated sandy road in the fading light being bounced around, and in fear for his … Continue reading First Corner
“Shall we be off then?”
Of Crocs and Cows
Camping in the Kimberley. Not quite what the brochure described . .
Kings Canyon to Alice Springs, close up and from afar
We loved Kings Canyon and hope to visit again one day. It’s stunningly beautiful and only a four-hour drive west of Uluru (all on bitumen roads) and yet most people don’t go there. The back road up to Alice Springs is more challenging but exquisite, looping through Aboriginal lands, deep gorges and wild outback country. … Continue reading Kings Canyon to Alice Springs, close up and from afar
Alice Through the Dog Door
After leaving The Uluru and Kings Canyon region, our plan was to head as directly as possible to the Kimberley region of Western Australia, famed for its beautiful gorges, clear blue streams and azure seas and skies. It was another 3,000 odd km driving, but we were old hands at this – a couple of … Continue reading Alice Through the Dog Door
Red Rocks and Red Dust
When visitors think of Australia, as well as kangaroos, boomerangs and the population’s inordinate fondness for terrible beer, they will undoubtedly also visualize the red desert of the centre, and the world famous landmark of Uluru, the red rock formerly known as ‘Ayers’. Indeed, any organized tour of the country is guaranteed to take in … Continue reading Red Rocks and Red Dust
No sunrise, no worries
A lady behind me tapped me on the shoulder. “Do you think that’s it?” she asked. “That’s all we’re getting?” We were standing on a wooden viewing platform, watching a weak sun disappear behind a thick bank of cloud. In front of us, Uluru (Ayers Rock), had briefly flashed to life in the early morning … Continue reading No sunrise, no worries
Setting off
A brief video blog of our 1st three days travelling