Red sandstone of the Australian outback is often not what it appears to be. The red dust blasting through the interior is like a giant spray can painting our iconic landmarks like Uluru hiding other colours under that thin veneer. Here in Kings Canyon a large section of the canyon wall has fallen away reveling […]
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This small tree meagering an existence on the parched skyline of Kings Canyon is living a struggle which makes most of our lives look like that of pampered royalty. If we tried to live naked in such an inhospitable but oh so beautifully place I am sure that stark beauty would be lost in self […]
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I remember once hearing an old Polynesian saying, ‘The gods do not deduct from man’s allotted span the hours spent in fishing’. I am certain that there also exists the same grace when taking the time to watch the sun fall through the changing colours of the darkening horizon into evening twilight. For a time […]
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Down in that valley far, far below hidden amidst the unlikely combination of eucalyptus trees and ancient cycad palms is Kings Creek. From up here the sense of scale is all but gone, the grandeur becoming abstract with the world below looking like some artisan’s crafted landscape garden. From down there looking back up at […]
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For the most part the critters we encountered at Uluru and Kings Canyon were timid and did not easily allow themselves to be photographed. This Ring-tailed Dragon (Ctenophorus caudicinctus) at the start of the Kings Canyon rim walk was one notable exception. He was happy to sit here on this rock watching just meters from […]
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