Yesterday was our day to see “The Rock”. Patrice was very disappointed because she thought we were about to see:

Instead we went to see Uluru, formerly called Ayers Rock but affectionately referred to as “The Rock”.

Those of us in California know the former federal prison, Alcatraz Island, as the Rock but this is much different. If forced to spend time here without a fly net it would make serving time on Alcatraz seem like going to summer camp. I really enjoyed seeing the enormous sandstone formation but heat and flies made it difficult to appreciate the sight and the information our guides were telling us.
This morning we were given an opportunity to see the sunrise at Uluru but had to leave the hotel by 5:45 am. This was a real sacrifice for Patrice since she is a great sleeper. Since I rarely sleep more than 7 hours it was no problem for me. I really appreciate her efforts and we were rewarded with a beautiful sunrise.


But at the Sunrise viewing it was where our OAT guide, Darrin, showed the value of his great experience. No, it was not all the incredible facts about Uluru or the indigenous people. No it was not the incredible viewing spot he found for us nor was it all the incredible photos he has taken for us. No, it was not all the wonderful astronomy information and star identification he supplied us while on our way to the viewing location. No, it was something much more important than all of that. On our way to Uluru, Darrin told us sunrise would be at 6:43 am and not much would be worth seeing shortly after that. So if we could all be back on the bus by 6:50 AM we could return to the hotel and be first in line for the spectacular hotel breakfast buffet. So while Patrice and I were enjoying our omelettes we saw a long line of people waiting to be seated. Please let me paraphrase Bill Bryson when I say about Darrin, “You just have to love this guy”.



