Today, (after a quick game of invisible ball in the desert) we started off our trip with a stop at the Mount Dare pub... which is the most isolated pub in Australia. It was something like a 3-4 hour drive to the nearest store... Australians sure love their pubs, no matter where they are! This pub gets about 1-2 cars (customers) a week.
Oh, and in Australia, Hotel can mean bar as often as it means place to stay... this one is a bar.
The place was full of Gallahs (the rose breasted cockatoos). I had fun harassing them... I mean taking pictures.
And some video of them...
Seeing all these birds in the wild makes me kind of sad to think of them in cages... I don't think I would ever want to get more birds and keep them caged up. They look so happy and free in the wild! Birds are meant to be free, you know? Imagine if you could fly... and you couldn't use it to full advantage... it would be really sad, wouldn't it?
Onward again, and we now have left South Australia and reached the Northern Territory!
We did a bit of driving, and then stopped for lunch at a place that we were told there'd be swimming. However... not the kind of swimming I really felt safe doing...
A muddy river. This is where crocs hang out! Who cares if they aren't seen in the desert, I wasn't getting into anywhere that I couldn't see my hand when it was an inch underwater! Sarah D, Sarah R, and Penny were brave and took the plunge though... and came out Amazon Women!
Now, after the girls cleaned themselves up, we were off to the geographical center of Australia!
Check out the sign we saw on our drive there...
Hah, the guy in the picture is obviously drunk, he's on the wrong side of the car! (giggle... American humor?)
And here we are at Lambeit Center - which IS the geographical center of Australia (according to many calculations and measurements).
And me, standing in the center of the country! Yay!
The whole view of the center... the flag actually said 'stolen from Lambeit Center', so if anyone ever steals the flag, they'll always know where from!
And here is Matt showing off his arm stength. I could do that, I just didn't want to.
Next... we made camp next to a mountain. By now, a few of us were coughing and a bit sore throat-y... and of course, we blamed poor Helen for it. I think it was something like 40% of the group that was feeling ill, including our tour guide... I was lucky enough to be still feeling healthy though... it may have something to do with the fact that I was INSISTENT that I wouldn't get sick for the THIRD time in a row, and I had been taking echinacea regularly...
Anyhow, here is a pic of our camp area:
And another one... we climbed this hill to see the sunset, but unfortunately, we JUST missed it.
We did get the moon rise, and the moon looked really awesome from up there...
On the way down from this hill, I managed to fall and scratch (badly) my left thigh. Finally, the first of my injuries on this trip! Sarah R managed to see me fall, and she did make me feel better by telling me how gracefully I fell... she said it was like slow motion, and I managed to not damage my camera at all!
I got myself patched up though, I am a trooper! Here is a pic of camp that night...
Tonight, for some reason, we decided to create beer-tree art. After every empty beer can was squashed, it was put on this dead tree (Beer-trice). I don't know what significance the toilet paper has, and frankly, I don't want to know! This picture was taken the next morning, but I'll put it here on day 6 anyway.
(Oh, I forgot to mention this before... on our first day, we were told by Gus that each night we would christen one tree "Beer-trice" where we would throw our empty beer cans at night... and in the morning we would collect them all to recycle or trash.).
Tomorrow will be Easter Sunday, and Uluru!