Raining on the rock

Pastel red to burgundy and spinifex to gold,

We've just come out of the Mulga where the plains forever roll.And Albert Namatjira has painted all the scenes,

And a shower has changed the lustre of our land.
And it's raining on the Rock,

In a beautiful country,

And I'm proud to travel this big land,As an Aborigine.

And it's raining on the Rock

What an almighty sight to see,

And I'm wishing and I'm dreaming that you were here with me.

Everlasting daisies and a beautiful desert rose

Where does their beauty come from heaven knows.

I could ask the wedge-tail but he's away too high,

I wonder if he understands it's wonderful to fly
It cannot be described with a picture,

The mesmerising colours of the Olgas.

Or the grandeur of the RockUluru has power!
And it's raining on the Rock,

In a beautiful country,

And I'm proud to travel this big land,

As an Aborigine.

And it's raining on the Rock

What an almighty sight to see,

And I'm wishing and I'm dreaming that you were here with me.

Lyrics John Williamson

Yulara... Yulara.... Yulara

Back in Alice. I reckon i spend the last month , most of my time in Yulara. A big job over there. Cleaning a 4 million water tank , repainting it, and checking for any leaks.


This time no 6 star resort, just a big house that power and water (government company that provides the northern territory water and electricity) owns, back to making own meals , making your own bed, cleaning the house, etc.

The main issue of the moment is the weather. Nowadays, its pretty unique , almost tropical, very humid, hot and wet. Its been raining for more then 5 days a year. Even the temperature makes incredible curves, from 25 to 45 degrees, in just a few days. The weather makes it here in the red centre really amazing. Beautiful sunsets and sunrises, rivers are flowing for more than a few days. People get bogged everywhere on the dirt tracks, Plants are growing, while looking at it, green grass everywhere, increase from 1356 to 28 553 983 in the population, constantly an orchest playing, trying to keep you a wake, cicadas (kind of cricket ) are competing with the frogs on musical level. It has become no longer the silent dry red centre but the wet loud green centre of Australia.



The weather is also bringing the boys out in the manly population. Surfing on the Todd river, trying to get your personal fourby as dirty you can. Creating the highest splash in a paddle. Fun everywhere. I also have become a selective member of an unique club of individuals in the world. Being at the rock, i saw the spectacular view of rain on the rock. I had to create a private post to this fantastic view with lyrics from a true blue singer John Williamson. Enjoy, it`s really a rare view, people that lived here for several years even never saw the rock in this grandeur.



So all this made this month a great one, and another bonus is, that i encounter twice one of my favorite animals in the wild. The thorny devil. Amazing animal, a true survivor, untouchable, about 200mm long, high tech camouflage . The horny devil looks like a miniature dinosaur of long gone times. Most angry and dangerous looking animal around but with a heart of gold.
Even took a moment for me to pose for several pictures.