A Trip to Beyound: A diary
of John Cottingham's 1999 travels across Australia. Alice Springs
and Ayers Rock
Alice Springs and Ayers
Rock
Alice Springs and Ayers Rock are
hundreds of kilometers apart, taking about half a day to go from
one to another, but many times, mentioning one brings to mind the
other.
We stayed at the Heavitree Gap
Caravan park which was across the Ross River and on the opposite
side of the mountain from the town. The dry river bed is used as
a shortcut to town for some of the aborigines who also can be
seen at campfires in the early morning.
West of Alice Springs is the West
McDonald range, a range of mountains that snake their way west.
Near the top is a different band of rocks that some may say that
resemble the scales on a serpent's back. Tomorrow we will travel
to Standley Chasm and Hermannsburg, which is a missionary camp
and the environ of the famous aborigine water colorist, Namatjira.
We first went downtown to see what
Alice Springs looked like. The town center is like a large tree
shaded mall with wide tiled footpaths between the stores. All of
the famous business names of Australia are there, Qantas, BiLo
Grocery, ANZ Bank and numerous shops and galleries for native art
and trinkets. Everything is here for the international and for
that matter national tourist. American fast food giants, Hungry
Jacks, McDonald's, Kentucky Fried Chicken and Coca Cola are all
there. There are even some high rise buildings and hotels on top
of the shops along the concourse.
The Ross River which is dry most of
the time is the scene of the Alice Springs Regatta ... where they
carry the boats in a race rather than sail ... on the dry sand.
In the Winter, the skies are mostly
clear everyday and the nicest color of blue you can see anywhere
and the stars at night seem so close you could touch them.
We left early the next morning for
exploring in the West McDonald Range. Only a short distance from
town, there is a Desert Park where one can see the flora and
fauna of the desert in an orderly manner, walking from one
environ to another.
Further along, we arrived at Standley Chasm. This is where the mountain has split
leaving a rocky chasm between two mountains. We walked over the
rocks from one end to the other. The sky was blue and the morning
sun was just beginning to enlighten the outcroppings and the white gum trees clinging to their walls. Some of the trees
had white blossoms. Like most places, touristy, it is on
aboriginal land and a fee is extracted enabling one to use the
footpaths if one follows the precise instructions.
Liz and Allan walked a lot further
and faster than I. I always take time to 'smell the roses'. I
caught their picture in the chasm.
Further west is Hermannsburg, which
is the heart of an aboriginal community. Hermannsburg was founded
by Lutheran missionaries. As one approaches their land, NO GROG
signs are evident. Alcohol use among aborigines has led to a
deterioration of clan values and a sense of family where the
elders and parents are respected.
The missionary grounds are enclosed
in a fence and comprise of several stuccoed buildings which
housed the church,
living quarters and servants quarters and school. Inside the building that houses
the present day Tea Room, one of the original cooking stoves is on display.
One is made aware of the crude
manner in which the buildings have been constructed, not to
detract from their usefulness or utility. The materials used in
the buildings and skill which was used in their construction, led
to doors and windows being different dimensions according to how
things worked out. The walls were thick allowing it to remain
cool inside until the heat finally penetrated them. The present church is just outside the compound.
A local aborigine, Namatjira, who
was once convicted of supplying liquor to aborigines, was also an
artist. He was from the clan in Hermannsburg. His style was water
colors. Several of his works are found in most of the galleries
in Alice Springs. I bought a couple of prints of his work.
Beautiful pottery is also produced by this clan.
One entering Hermannsburg will
perhaps receive a negative opinion from the apparent unkempt
environment that the houses, built by the government, present to
a visitor passing through to the mission. Aboriginals, are
hunters and gathers. When something is found whether in the earth
or in a tree, what is not needed for eating or usefulness, is
discarded where it was found. Likewise, when living in
settlements, things like wrappers and bottles are discarded, were
ever they are emptied. Each yard, like the outback, is littered
as they have done for thousands of years. Unlike aboriginals
found on other continents, the Australian Aboriginals do not
plant or raise their plants and meat but find it through foraging.
Today modern aboriginals eat what is available at the community
store with money provided by the government or mineral rights
paid by the white entities using their land.
Places like Police Stations,
government offices and schools are enclosed in a high fence, with
some having an additional three strands of barbed wire on the top.
White Australians generally have a fear of the black aborigines
due to the impressions they have received from observing them in
the towns where an endless flow of alcohol is available. White
Australians in all walks of life call the aborigines, 'black
fellows'. There is a pervasive mistrust between the white and
black cultures, and hypocrisy prevails.
In the evening, Allan and I went to
the pub on the resort grounds, where we were staying, and saw a
reptile show that featured lizards and snakes.
Ayers Rock
Ayers Rock is a long way south and
west of Alice Springs. Ayers Rock is east of another pile of
rocks called the Olgas. Ayers Rock resort is a cluster of hotels
and businesses that are about 18 km from Ayers Rock.
We went on to Ayers Rock, also
visiting the cultural center. Some parts of the rock are
considered sacred to the clan whose land it is on so photography
is not sanctioned. Stories found in the cultural center also can
not be photographed or recorded. I find it hard to believe that
they are still waiting for a plan to sell the information.
Australia wide in all the parks we visited, we saw white
Australians talking about aborigines but very few aborigines
involved directly talking about their own culture. The national
parks seem to be job and moneymaking schemes for the government
and white Australians.
Ayers Rock, because of it's size is visible for miles.
Allan and Liz had rest on the benches at the base of the
climb.
Allan took a go up the Rock and
went quite a ways to the chain. I waited down below to record the
action. The rock is steep and at times slick so
climbing it can be very treacherous and is not something those
with a fear of heights should attempt.
South
Australia
Traveling
south from Ayers Rock, the South Australia border isn't far. When
you are pulling a caravan, Coober Pedy is about the next stop in
the opal fields. Before you get to Coober Pedy, there is a small
community called Marla. We stopped for tea there and looked at an
amusing billboard encouraging travelers to take another road
which goes through Oonadatta. There is a police station at Marla,
and knowing there were two opal areas close, decided to go in and
talk to the constables about any characters they had met in the
area.
According
to the Constable, to go to the opal fields at Mintabie, which is
on Aboriginal land, you need to register with the Police at Marla.
Another new opal field is the Seven Creeks field which is on a
cattle station. One needs permission for the manager to go there.
Seven Creeks is northeast of Marla. Within the last 2 years
several fortunes have been made there.
I inquired
about the aboriginal settlements in the area. I had heard that
the government provides the communities with Toyota Land Cruiser
vehicles and wondered if any of them were registered when their
registration expired. The Constable said no, generally not. He
said that each settlement has an airstrip where mail and freight
is delivered and medical evacuations are carried out.
Coober
Pedy
Coober
Pedy is an opal mining area, world known for high quality white
opal. When you start seeing the white mounds of earth on both
sides of the road, you know you are getting close. It is hot in
this part of South Australia so most houses are underground.
We stayed
at the Opal Inn which has the mysterious "Chinaman" who
buys most of the good opal. It is very modern and within walking
distance to the shopping.
Coober
Pedy is joining the rest of Australia by installing their first
roundabout in main street. Main street due to construction had a
dusty main street. Locals are bewildered on how to navigate
through the new roundabout which will probably result in quite a
few fender benders.
I went to
the pub in the Opal Inn, in the public part, which was full of
miners and aborigines wagering their days wages on the horse
races. I was approached by a Russian who was trying to sell
enough opal to get back home. He had lots of opal but I am not
fond of white opal. Some aborigines looked like professional
businessmen and one was approached by a aboriginal girl off the
street trying to make a dollar for the night. I have seen girls
like that, before...at Timber Creek.
I visited
a nice lady in one of the opal stores.