Trying to update again.

We are at Uluru at present. Well Ayers Rock to me, and it is wonderful. It is like being back home again. There is somthing  magic about this place, a calmness even amongst the chaos of a full camping ground. So maybe I will start with a backwards blog this time. I have started to update three times now and it has not worked so will try again this morning, maybe the computer will feel better after a sleep also.
We arrived yesterday around lunchtime and after deciding that all the Grandies needed was a rest we spent the afternoon sitting around talking and watching the colourful parade of fellow travellers arrive and set up camp. There are certainly many ways to travel and see this wonderful country. All very interesting and there are so many hired motorhomes on the road seems everybody has a budding grey nomad waiting inside to be released.
Yesterday we travelled from Erlunda to Uluru via the Lasseters Highway. Wonderful, we got off to an early start and watched the countryside go by, with huge eagles having breakfast on fresh prey, cattle in the distance and hawks being very busy. At around o'clock we decided that a free camp area was the place to take a break for a cuppa and let the kids set of some energy and steam with a game of footy.
It was a good break but of course we had to move on to the Rock. Driving through the country, we started to notice the landscape really change, surprising for no rain there is a lot of foliage out there, but then it changed to a blackened mess. Red sand hills, and dead black trees, there had been a large fire go through this area for miles on end. It was an eerie feeling to be driving through the country like that. Of course I was waiting for the sight of the first monlithic rock that appears on the horizion, Soraya,