In the middle of nowhere Ayers Rock (Uluru)-Kings Kanyon-Aboriginals Land-Alice Springs
Impressi?ns from the central Australia can be separated for convenience into 3 parts: Uluru and Olgas, starry sky and aboriginals. Thus, in series. Sacred for aboriginals mountains Uluru and Olgas (Kata Tjuta) are especially beautiful at dawn. It’s neither just rocks nor hills, it’s the largest known monolith, 90% of which is under the ground. They can be seen hundreds kilometres away and they amaze with their greatness. I hope the photos (which I’ll add later) will give a minimal notion about their grandeur. I learned about the existence of Milky way at school but it was rather theoretical notion for me. Only here, in Ayers Rock, far from big and small towns’ lights I saw it for the first time with all its magnificence, it looks like they poured a thin layer of some sour cream in the sky. And stars are absolutely different. And the main impression was the aboriginals. Most of all they look like the Neanderthal people, we met their rock paintings in school textbooks. And it’s complitely another race. They don’t like to be photographed at all, so I had to work as a paparazzo. Thanks to their leaders and government efforts, who get the income from national parks visiting and their territory entry, and from public assistance - aborigines are succesfully degrading. And certainly, roads… it’s absolutely necessary to have a jeep for driving here, but the views observed here worth a lot.
Aborigines
During out last travel day we managed to shoot with a hidden camera some representatives of aborogines in the oldest town of Central Australia - Alice Springs (less than 200 years). As far as we know these people are about 30-35 years old.
