We made our way up into the red centre of Australia by train. There, we found Alice Springs, with the Todd River flowing (a fairly rare sight) and the waterhole that was mistaken for a spring and named after Alice (who the f ...) positively overflowing. We took a tour around the principal big bits of rock in the region, camping in swags under the stars around the fire by night. At the close of the tour we were compelled to have a couple of beers, which ended up at our tour guide's (second from left) house at 5.30 in the morning with respectable goodbyes. We had good fun around the outback. You'll have to wait for the album for the compulsory 4000 sutset / sunrise pictures of the Rock.