Showing posts with label Australian Parks. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Australian Parks. Show all posts

Wednesday, December 13, 2006

Camping in The Grampians

Campsite at Halls Gap, Grampians Victoria



Press play on the player above and listen while viewing the photo of our personal slice of ultimate solitude at our campsite in the Grampians Victoria.




Cicada in the Grampians, Victoria

So what's that horrific racket that nearly ruptures the eardrums? Nope, not the corellas (although 100 or so of them do make quite the racket,) but apparently the little fella to the left, a cicada. One cicada, no problem. 1000 horny cicadas and you have a sex infused concert that threatens to rupture your eardrums.

Saturday, November 11, 2006

Wilsons Promontory

the spiky cone flower growing out of the grass tufts
damo on the beach near the campsite at sunset
squeaky beach, where the sand does, indeed, squeak
the view from Mount Oberon of the Tidal River campsite
damo and nico on the peak of Mount Oberon
Our last long weekend was spent escaping the city to camp in beautiful and pristine Wilsons Promontory, the most southernly point of mainland Australia. Several trails and back country campsites were closed due to bush fires and we wimped out of the 22 k hike to the lighthouse on the tip of the Prom but, goodness gracious, there were enough spectacular hikes and sights near the Tidal River campsite.

The wind was biting and it rained yet fires were not allowed--in January this part of the park was consumed by fire. The campsite was saved but much of the nearby forest and bushland was burnt. However, the fire created its own beauty. It exposed the granite peaks of Mount Oberon and this spring brought regeneration: little fragile wildflowers, spiky cones growing out of grass tufts which only appear after fire, and leaves covering the blackened eucalypt trunks like moss.


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Wednesday, September 13, 2006

We do have friends (The Sequel)

The tourist
Doug, Jackie, Nico, and Uluru...one big happy family
A big thanks to Jackie and Doug Cameron (Nico's parents) who DID indeed make the 24 hour pilgrimage by plane from Canada all the way down under. For the first part of the trip I was back in Canada for work but managed to hook back in time for a visit to Alice Springs & Uluru, which Nico has already posted about. It was super nice of them to fly us out to visit the rock with them. It was also great to see them here!! Which one's the real Uluru?? At the ORIGINAL Alice Springs with Blacksmith tour guide - home of the central telegraph relay station

Highlights were visiting Uluru and Kata Tjuta (procouned Karta Choota) as Nico pointed out earlier.

While in Alice Springs (about 500 kms from the rock) we also hit the site of the REAL Alice Springs where the central telegraph station was built back in the 1800's. It cost 328,000 pounds to build and stretched from Adelaide to Darwin through the driest desert. The 'little town down the road' called Stuart (or Sturt...can't remember) eventually outgrew Alice Springs which went through many transformations from telegraph station, to POW camp, to Aboriginal indoctrination center (when the government took kids away from their parents in the hopes to indoctrinate them into white society,) etc. Now it's a historic park. Sturt took the name Alice Springs sometime in the 1900's.

Friday, September 08, 2006

Ants on the Rock

This is why you avoid Uluru mid-morning.


Busloads of Tourists Climbing Uluru

Monday, September 04, 2006

To vote Damo off, dial . . . .

Kata Tjuta (the Olgas)

fact: Kata Tjuta (the Olgas) was even more stunning than Uluru. But that begs the question: is Damo even more stunning than Kata Tjuta? We hiked between the weirdly shaped bulges as Damo posed and preened.

Work it, Damo, work it!  Photo shoot at Kata Tjuta (the Olgas)A tiny Damo against a giant rock wall, Kata Tjuta (the Olgas)

Sunday, September 03, 2006

One Giant Rock

Uluru at sunset

fact: Uluru (Ayer's Rock) is indeed a great big rock. I know that may seem pretty self evident given its previous name but it wasn't until we got there that the immensity of this giant pebble hit home. It's not a big hill or a small mountain--it's one big red rock. Like an iceberg, a good chunk of it is underground. 345 metres are above ground and that's what we climbed.

Look down, way down.  The view from Uluru
fact: it is strongly recommended that you don't climb Uluru. Climbing was part of an initiation ceremony that marked the passage of boys into manhood so there's a cultural reason why they ask you not to climb. Secondly, it's just dangerous. At times, you're on a razor edge ridge, with just a metre of sloping space before the edge steeply drops off. There is a safety chain, but despite that, I got a bit freaked. I'm not scared of heights but I just don't like precarious situations and this was one of them. Damo, ironically, wasn't scared at all and he has a height phobia. But the Rock was there and, like countless other tourists before us, we couldn't resist its challenge.


The pathway up Uluru
Triumphant Nik on top of the rockExhausted Damo resting on Uluru with the Olgas behind him

Tuesday, August 29, 2006

Are there really fish on the Great Barrier Reef?

That seems to be the main question posed by the viewers of this blog (silly silly people.)

Oh...um, I guess I shouldnt insult the readership! Sorry it wont happen again.

Now to fish!! I saw everyone of these creatures during my four dives (nico saw a few from above while snorkelling. It was absolutely beautiful.







Next question for the masses - can one Canadian, two Americans, and one POM find opals during a weeklong fossicking adventure to White Cliffs? WE hope to strick it rich and bring back glowing piles of the rare gem. I'll let you all know SOON!

Damo

OH - by the way - don't worry about posting multiple comments your comments all end up in a bin awaiting approval (for us to publish them.) So, Samina, we got all five of yours :P.

Monday, August 21, 2006

Life on the Reef

Arrrr...the Great Barrier Reef

Inclemant seas on the way out to Great Barrier Reef, AustraliaWe now ask that you travel back in time with us, not long ago, on a planet not very distant at all, in fact closer than you can imagine, Nico and Damo hit the Great Barrier Reef. Well, not hit it, but took a three hour boat tour (egads, first warning) out through inclemant seas to the Great Barrier Reef.

To be more specific, the date was July 19, 2006 and the planet was the planet Earth. And this trip was a 5 day spree in the Cairns/Port Douglas region of Australia just prior to our trip to 'The Top End.'

The boat ride over was through very rough water and Seasick on the open seasseveral passengers were delicately grasping barf bags in the rear of the The Reef Encounter live aboard vessel, Great Barrier Reef Australiavessel (a reenactment of what this looks like is to the right.) Fortunately for us, this old crappy boat was not our final destination. Our final destination was The Reef Encounter, a live aboard pontoon boat for an overnight stay on the reef....it even had a hot tub to warm up after snorkelling or scuba diving.


The next post will be about our experiences on the live aboard vessel including snorkelling and scuba diving on the world's biggest reef. For now, sunset over the reef as we sipped on a nice glass of Cabernet Sauvignon...mmmm.


Sunet over the Great Barrier Reef, Australia

Thursday, August 03, 2006

Ubirr

Climbing the rocks at Ubirr, Kakadu National Park But, now you know this story,
and you'll be coming to earth.
You'll be part of earth when you die.
You responsible now.
You got to go with us.
To earth.
Might be you can hang on.
Hang onto this story.
To this earth.
Bill Neidjie, Gagudju Man (Aborigine caretaker of Kakadu)

View of Kakadu from atop Ubirr







Breathtaking views of Kakadu from atop the rock.


Rock art depicting a war and a fishing trap, Ubirr, Kakadu National Park
Rock art found at Ubirr: a scene depiciting a fight between two groups, superimposed by a fishing trap.









Mimi Spirit Painting, Ubirr, Kakadu National ParkLook up, way up, on the ceiling of this rock overhang, to see the cute little Mimi spirit. As it was generally accepted that no human hands could reach over and below the overhang from the clifftop, nor could they reach that high from the ground to paint this little critter, it is said to be the work of the Mimi spirits--a little "hello there!" to the the humans.

Saturday, July 29, 2006

rock art

Nourlangie Rock: Kakadu - Ms NipplyDay Four of our camping tour: After an early morning primer at the Warradjan Aboriginal Cultural Centre on the cultures of the different groups who lived (and still live) in the Kakadu area, we hiked out to Nourlangie Rock to see the rock art, such as Ms. Nipply pictured here (a bad spirit).


This overhanging rock was used as a shelter during the Wet and has layers and layers of paintings--some possibly as old as 65 000 years. There are many many more rock art sites all around Kakadu and across Australia, some Nourlangie Rock: Kakadu - overhanging rock shelter during the Wetpossibly 65 000 years old. Down south where we live, the recent bush fires in the Grampians National Park uncovered sites that no one knew about. There are also other sites that have restricted access due to the sacredness of the teachings and images.

At this site, there was a diversity of age and style in the paintings. Some were really old and more simplistic, such as these handprints. Others might be just a recent 200 years old--this ship records contact with the Europeans and, in other spots, lace gloves (like those worned by European women) and men with guns are painted on the rock walls. Nourlangie Rock : Kakadu - 20,000 to 60,000 year old hand impressions

It was amazing to see these messages from the past, the record of lives lived. Some of the stories and meaning behind the paintings have been lost when the different cultural groups have died out or been assimilated (forcibly and not). Other stories were not to be told outside a culture or gender group but there's been a recent push to break away from that tradition in order to preserve what knowledge still remains.

Here is the X-ray style of art--thought to teach the kids what fish or other animals were good to Nourlangie Rock: Kakadu - XRay Art 2,000 to 20,000 years oldeat and which parts to cut and use. Also probably a bit of magic involved in these paintings--good luck for hunting or reverence for the creature who provides subsistence. Look closely behind the fish to see the kangaroo, an older style painting over which the XRay fish and turtle were painted.


They estimate the date of the paintings using various techiniques - some scientific - and some less so. For example, the subject of the paintings can be used to date the image - paiNourlangie Rock: Kakadu - Contact Art European Ship, less than 300 years oldntings of megafauna that have been extinct for 20,000 years must be at least 20,000 years old. Those showing a boomerang used in hunting would coincide with the time that the area was open dry plains instead of heavily forrested (try using a boomerang in a heavily forrested area - it doesn't work.) Those of boats, called 'Contact Art', less than 300 years old.

The paintings also have three distinct styles. The earliest form (like the handprints) are simply impressions and date back to possibly 60,000 years ago. These images were made by holding an object against the rock, filling the mouth with ochre paint and spraying it onto the rock wall. The next phase were stylistic images - like a solid kangaroo, other animals, or a series of images that tell a story. The final and most recent style is XRay art which is at most 2000 years old.

Friday, July 28, 2006

crocs at jim jim falls

Wetlands in Kakadu National Park Birds over Kakadu wetlands (Crocodile snacks)
Look at this beautiful marsh area. Perfect spot for a croc, if you ask me, but that's where we ate lunch. We were on high croc alert that day. Note the signs at the start of each hiking trail that warn you of imminent danger.

We took a true 4WD out to Jim Jim Falls, none of that sissy pavement for us. Just red mud, sand and water on twisting track cutting through the trees. The falls had just recently been opened for the public but we could only go as far as the viewing area due to the danger of salties (or estuary crocs). So we had to content ourselves with a view from afar of these famous falls.Nico and Damo happily in front of Jim Jim Falls
Crocodile Warning Signs posted throughout Kakadu National Park

4WD on track to Jim Jim Falls, Kakadu National Park
(Day Four of our Camping Tour: PM)

Sunday, July 23, 2006

pool with a view

Day three of our camping trip: One waterfall after another . . . .

As Marco, a fellow campmate said, it was like God just realized, oh, oops, he had a whole bunch of beautiful waterfalls left over during creation so he just put them all in the Top End. Scott took us hiking up and down the rocky ridges of Kakadu on this hot day, each time to a waterhole even more lovely than the one before it. The highlight of each hike was, of course, a plunge into the cool water.

Above, the view from the bottom of the popular Gunlom Falls.


The stunning view from the top of Gunlom Falls.

A steep 15 minute hike up brought us to these pretty pools at the top of the falls with their awesome view.

Saturday, July 15, 2006

sheer cliff walls on either side



Day Two of our camping trip: Canoeing through the first two of nine gorges in the stunning Katherine Gorge Park. Loved the view; hated our 'canoe' and its paddles. I guess it was a sort of kayak but both of us would have prefered a Canadian style canoe--we had trouble keeping the boat straight! (And yes, it was the boat, not us.)

Look at how sun smart we are with our broad brimmed hats and me with my long sleeves. We saw some sort of water-happy snake and a little freshwater crocodile--quite shy and not at all dangerous, unless you provoke it by getting too close. Another moment of excitement was provided by our guide Scott and fellow campmate Toshi when they tipped into the water, not once, but twice. Ended the day with a spectacular sunset as we entered Kakadu to set up camp.


Us swimming with the crocs and Damo navigating the canoe around the rocks and through the white water between the two gorges.