Red Centre Way

Off to King's Canyon. A last goodbye to the cliché in the rear view mirror.

Also saying goodbye to the red sand dunes as the country side changed. We started to get more mulga and grass and less desert oak, also the odd eucalypt. When we turned off for King's Canyon the countryside changed more often. We had rocky hills, mulga forests, desert oak forests. It was lovely to drive through the changing landscape. Having spent four days in fairly flat red sand/dunes country, we appreciated the changes.

We also managed to catch a couple of birds. Could not get near what I believe was a kingfisher (red backed or sacred). The white under wing on the black breasted buzzard was stunning.

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We soon reached the George Gill range and drove along beside it. Not massive, but rather pretty.

We stopped for an ice cream at the King's Canyon station. A traffic jam ensued.....a convoy of 4WD on a mission to fuel up. They then attracted a bunch of others and before you knew it there must have been 20 cars and a bus. They had a baby camel at the station....what is that a camellito?

Shortly after we stopped for a break/picnic/lunch at Kathleen Gorge. It is apparently a lot like Katherine Gorge, but more diminutive.........you can hear me cracking up can't you?

Actually it was very pretty and the permanent waterhole was full of life. I could hear birds but could not get a sight, so I photographed insects. Not a bad alternative I reckon.

The hessian is to deter graffiti on the trees.

We arrived at our digs and checked 'em out. Yes the spa should get some use.

A little time by the pool, followed by a spa and off we went to the mandatory NT requirement for a sunset view of something., On the way we watched a dingo wandering around the petrol station and trying to pull down some of that plastic traffic tape stuff. There are a number of warnings about interacting with the dingo. None mentioned babies!

This time the Canyon....or at least the George Gill Range and a glimpse of canyon. Lovely.