THE MULGA TOUR - JUNE 2006 Oh what a merry happy flock We were at 6am O' #@*^ing clock We set off from Annie's place Nobody in the mood to race "5am is a bad time to rise" Came all our sleepy little cries Yet off we set on our tour Wondering what the hell we were in for Mark 'Our Captain' looked too awake I mean - NO need - for heanven's sake! He blasted out tunes to help our mood But - Kylie - the locomotion - really dude?! At our first stop we stretched our strides Whilst other paid up for camel rides Then back on the bus and on the road To see what our next stop would behold Kings Canyon what a magnificent place Around which we set off at a hell of a pace Up heart attack hill we almost ran Happy our adventure had truely began The flora and fauna were beautiful to see But the edge a very scarry place to be The sun beat down on our backs As back to the bus we made our tracks Looking forward to sleeping under the stars Who knows maybe we'd even spot mars Mark talked us into buying loads of bees In hope of putting away our dingo fears The evening sunset was mighty fine But our bellies wondered when we'd dine Mark announced we'd be eating camel chilli We all thought he was just being silly But no that is really what we all had And then all agreed it wasn;t half bad We ate round the campfire in a ring As talk turned to what the solstace would bring The Solstace eve was bitterly cold More than any of us could have fortold Hardly a wink was slept through the night In the morning we all looked a sight Our fingers and toes had nearly dropped off And our swags well, really slagged off Hey Ho we smiled what fun, fun, fun! Knowing our adventure had REALLY begun Defrosting we set off to the mighty rock Some concerned it would just be a sandstone block But truely ULURU was a magnificent sight It seemed that all the hype had been right Some of us went up and the rest went round For all there were lots of crannies to be found Then after a few'snags' for lunch We were all a much happier bunch Now off to the Olga's for afternoon walks And more of Mark's enlightening talks Cameras clicked and videos whirred As we chose what angle we preferred The slide shows that would come from this Truely would take the absolute p*ss For every flower and leaf were shot In case a memory was mistaken or forgot Next back to Uluru we did rush So over the sunset we could gush Getting there we made our bus fly Other spectators thought we were high Canapes were pilferred for us to nosh From the tables of the posh The rock changed from yellow to black This lack of kaleidescope got some flack But we drank some beer and drank some goon And at another tour group we did moon Then as we were leaving the site Our minds returned to our pagan night Would there be a sacrifice ahead Before I rest my sleepy head? We began our ritual with a box The more religious in their sox The ritual was like a game Some participants left in pain Nontheless we were up before the birds Looking like we'd been rubbed in t*rds! For our camp had no shower block ..Ah well off to the sunrise at the rock Nearing the end of our trip (Before Mark lost all grip!) We stopped to hear a dingo sing Much amusement did he bring! Then back home to Annies place With a big cheesy grin on our face!!