The four mile climb up the 2,000 foot eastern Superstition Wilderness bajada and escarpment consumed the morning and much of the afternoon. It was the 80 pound backpack that did it. Ten days of supplies, tent, equipment and 3.5 gallons (28 pounds) of water; enough food for a trek across the Superstition Wilderness, water enough for two days. One day in, one day out if the water could not be replenished. Mine was a water commitment, enough water storage to allow two days to trekking to another source.
Many thanks to Mohamad Al Karbi who has offered the opportunity to post the T-Team adventures now as a series for all to enjoy travel in Australia.
[The T-Team with Mr B — In 1977, Dad’s friend Mr Banks and his son, Matt (not their real names), joined Dad, my brother (Rick) and me on this journey of adventure. I guess Dad had some reservations how I would cope… But it soon became clear that the question was, how would Mr B who was used to a life of luxury cope?]
Tnorala — Gosses Bluff Range
Spilt Peanuts of Windy Gorge, Kata Tjuta*
[Excerpt from The T-Team with Mr B: Central Australian Safari 1977.
The T-Team and how it all began. 1977, and Mr B and son (not their real names), unaccustomed to the joys and pitfalls of roughing it, joined the T-Team on their first adventure into Central Australia.]
Dad huffed and puffed as he hauled his weary body into the Land Rover.
Finally, a walk into prehistory, in celebration of an historic occasion as Trekking With the T-Team is now available on Amazon. Many thanks to Mohamad Al Karbi for giving the opportunity to share the T-Team’s adventures in Central Australia.
On the way to Uluru, a mesa rises from the plains—Mount Conner. Mysterious, and seemingly inaccessible, yet the manager of Curtain Springs Station granted the T-Team permission to explore this rise above the terrain.
I noticed on our trip to Central Australia in 2013, Mount Conner tours were available.
Again, many thanks to Mahamad Al Karbi for offering the opportunity to share my outback Aussie adventures on his site.
[G’day, Lee-Anne Marie here from Australia. first of all, I’d like to thank Mohamad Al Karbi for inviting me to share my travel adventures… read more]
Glen Helen, Northern Territory
Friday, July 12
Central Australia had changed since I last trekked it in 1981. The landscape seemed greener, lusher, compared to 32 years ago. Good rains and buffel grass had made it so.
But, some things never change.
Mr K paced the gravel Strehlow Centre (art gallery and museum) car park. ‘I don’t want to be setting up camp in the dark,’ he muttered. ‘They’re late; we’ll have to go without them.’