Outback Adventures

Hi there! My last blogpost was about my road trip from Sydney to Cairns and the cool and not so cool spots in between! Did you miss it? You might wanna have a look!

 

Anyways, this blog will be about outback adventures. A few of my best adventures, actually. 

Me and a German girl that I met in surf camp, left Cairns and drove into the big nothing. To be honest, there was some tension between us cause we we’re both running out of money. Everybody does the same East Coast road trip and ends up with no money afterwards, so it’s not that easy to find yourself a job in Cairns, as everyone else is looking for one aswell. I had a good feeling I was gonna be luckier in the outback for some reason, (I know, why would you think that..) so that’s where I went. I wanted to find myself a farm job to be able to stay for a second year. (You can earn a visa in Australia, by doing a shitty job for 3 months), but after hearing stories I figured working in Alice Springs would be nicer. (this was obviously before I had been there haha) We drove for a few days, past some lovely nothing heading to more nothing and I remember driving for the whole day, even for a bit at night (don’t do that, you’ll hit a kangaroo..) and we knew we were in the desert, but we had no idea what it was gonna look like. Waking up was amazing! The day before we didn’t see red sand and cool boulders/rocks and then all the sudden it was there! The next day we drove to Alice Springs and for some reason I pictured it all very green with a big river, but it was just a small town, not that nice, with a lot of aboriginals living on the streets. At first I was a bit disappointed but when I got to know the town better, I appreciated it, with it’s cool bars and hip, instagrammable food places. 

 

On the parking lot of the supermarket I managed to lock us out of my van. We were already in a rush to go the the library to print some cv’s before closing time, so it was inconvenient timing. (Not that there’s ever a good timing for locking yourself out but hey..) We looked around for a strong guy and a girl with a very slim arm. We could bend the door just above the window for a bit and the tiny girl was able to slide her arm into the van and pull the lock up. My van being super dodgy was for once a good thing! The next day we wanted to see Uluru. You know, that massive red rock the white people called Ayers Rock. I was really impressed! It’s not just a big rock, it also has an amazing history as it’s a sacred place for Aboriginals. We walked around for a bit, and did a hike at Kata Tjuta. It’s in the same national park as Uluru bit less crowded and maybe even prettier.

 

After this my travel mate and I were gonna split ways. She needed to catch a flight and I was seriously getting into finding a job. There’s 2 ways to get back to Alice Springs from Uluru. The same way back on the main road, or a 100 km unsealed road. This road had a sign saying: Four wheel drive recommended. I thought, if it’s really bad, that sign would have said 4x4 only, so we still headed onto the unsealed road, for 100 km. This should take us about an hour, if you just drive 100 km an hour, right? Unfortunately, that sign should have said 4x4 only. It was the most horrible thing I have even done! The whole road was full of ridges, cause of the rain from the day before. Which means that the whole van was shaking constantly, and nearly falling apart. Because we were going so slow, it got dark. I tried to drive around the ridges so I was driving on the edge of the road sometimes. All of the sudden we slipped, the van dug itself into the soft red sand and we were stuck. Problematic, to say the least. In the dark, with not too many people around, with a lot of scary animals. I tried to calm my travel mate down as she was just yelling at me the whole time. I remember saying; stop yelling, start digging the wheel out, but to be honest, it was hopeless. 2 wheels were completely in the sand and every time I tried to drive out, we dug ourself in even deeper. This is that moment you think you might die in de Australian Outback, from being dehydrated, hungry, bitten by a snake or being kidnapped (Wolf Creek was build on a true story after all..). But then, 2 very stoned Aboriginals showed up, helped us out and offered us some weed! After kindly declining the weed but thanking them forever we went on with the horrible trip, and we kissed the ground when we reached a normal road again. We stayed on the first free campsite and headed into Alice Springs the day after. 

 

I said goodbye to my travel mate and there I was, all alone, no money, no job. I applied on the internet for jobs in roadhouses and I even walked into macca’s (mcdonals) and dominos. Really soon I got a phone call from Kira. She was the manager of Erldunda roadhouse (200km away from Alice Springs, around halfway to Uluru). We had a nice chat on the phone and she invited me to come over the next day already. Erldunda is a special place. There is nothing around it, other then the roadhouse itself. It’s a fuelstation, a shop, a bar/restaurant, a motel and a campsite, a few kangaroos. I was hired as a kitchen hand for a very good salary, and a new chapter had begun. 

 

If you wanna read about roadhouse drama, epic pool parties (the kinds where the manager ends up with a broken knee), snakes, amazing sky gazing, jam nights and drunken chefs, stay tuned for the next one! See ya later mate!