Warakuna to Ulura

After a comfortable night in our borrow pit we set off for Warakuna at 8 -30am, our usual starting time. Along the way we came across another push bike rider but didn't stop for a chat as our dust was blowing right across the poor man. Maria and Roland were leading so that they had the opportunity to spot any animals along the way. We saw them stopped in the road about 100 kms short of Warakuna and then saw lots of flashing lights. When we caught up we discovered that the men were being breath tested- way out in  the never never. I couldn't help it I cracked up laughing and thanked the young cop for providing us with entertainment. They said they were from Warakuna and after taking down our details warned us that although the road beyond Docker River was open it had signficant patches of water from the recent heavy rains and there were areas where the trucks had churned up the road. We realised when we thought about it that there were two young cops in one vehicle and an older cop in a following vehicle who did not join in the conversation and must have been showing the new blokes the ropes. 100 metres down the road Roland and Maria radioed the there was a camel off to the left. They told us later that it had been on the road and the police had stopped to photograph it before they drove up. Later on we saw a dingo as well so it was quite a day. At Warakuna Maria and Roland bought a very nice small dot painting from the gallery at the road house at a very reasonable price. It was at this stop we realised the our leisurely day of 460 kms had become less so because we had just lost an hour and a half by going on to Central Time.
We high tailed it to Docker River taking note of the new  camp ground set out attractively under the desert oaks at the fringe of the community. From here on our progress slowed as there was a lot of water pools on the road, some of them quite deep. Most of them had dry tracks around them where we went up the sloping verge of the road. A couple of times there was no option but to pick the driest option and hope for the best. Since we were constantly taking the best route and that wasn't necessarily on the left hand side Bob was sailing along on what seemed the smoothest route and quite frequently on the wrong side of the road. We received a radio call from Maria saying they were following a crazy European driver who was driving on the wrong side of the road! Bob ignored her teasing initially but I noticed that as the road had mostly dried out he did go back to the LHS.
Not long after we saw Kata Jura (The Olgas) for the first time and stopped for photos as we got closer. Then 50 kms forther on we could see Uluru.
We were arriving at sunset so took some good photos but just when we arrived at a good viewing spot for Uluru there was some thin cloud across the sunset which dimmed the light a bit. When we made our way to the caravan park we were in time to get into the overflow area only as this is definately tourist season. We are comfortable enough though with very near neighbours.We are making good use of the facilities and if there is WiFi here I can publish all my blogs. And now Goodnight.