The Magic of the Flinders
One of the best things about Australia is finding the places that simply capture your heart, especially if they are overlooked in guide books. We were extremely fortunate to find such a place, the Flinders Ranges in South Australia. We had traveled from Broken Hill, NSW to Peterborough, SA (South Australia) to Hawker, SA where we landed in a great caravan park.
We had only planned on being there a couple of nights and to see the Flinders during one day and leave for Uluru/Ayers Rock early the following day. However, we were so absolutely amazed by the Flinders Ranges that we stayed and stayed and stayed. The ranges are geologically fascinating in that there are six or seven ranges all caused by uplifting and shifting of tectonic plates, but I prefer the aboriginal explanation of two fire snakes that slithered around until they met up at a place called Wilpena Pound, ate all the people and then died of remorse. From the air, the ranges do look remarkably like snake tracks.
After five days in the Flinders, we have taken a jaunt down to Port Augusta for the night before we head up to Uluru, via Coober Pedy. If all goes well, we'll be at the "Rock" by Friday night. It will mean two very long days of driving, but we'll see.
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