I should have of course mentioned that whilst staying at Uluru we were 'SWAGGING IT' this means sleeping in a pouch made of the same stuff as wax macs, which has a cushioned matt in it and you sleep inside your sleeping bag, in it. So much fun, real experience, sleeping under the stars.
We woke up at stupid o'clock the next morning to watch the sunrise. Just as beautiful as sunset. And I saw Paul Robinsons daughter from neighbours.
We then did the base walk which was so cool. You cannot take pictures all the way round as, Uluru is like a church to the aboriginlas and they still conduct ceremony there. They believe that when you take a photo you take a little bit of its spiritaulity to. They also think its awful to climb it but some idiot many years ago put up a chain so you can climb it and people still do even though the aboriginals ask you not to. The rock however often claims the lives of those who do not respect it and there has been 135 deaths from the climb so far! Also people often take parts of the rock as souvenirs. But many have sent them back as they have bought devistating bad luck to them and their families. So... the walk around the base is around 10 kms, it is a huge rock! And it even goes 5km under the ground to. It is so magnificant.
A few km away there is another formation similarly formed. It is called Kata Juta. It is also very beautiful. Looks like a pile of marbles to me! After hours of walking we had dinner and set off to Kings Canyon.