If Australia was a person, Uluru would be its heart. Every Australian should see it at least once in their life. I was long overdue.

The obligatory early start for sunrise was dampened by drizzly rain at 5:30am. It did cease about 7am but created a darkened moody sunrise.

There was a brief glow which backlit the desert oaks on the Yulara-Uluru Road.

Sunrise from the Sunset View carpark

After the sunrise we did the entire loop road to see Uluru from every angle.

The northern face.

The Brain – a wierd weathering pattern

It began to clear about 8am.

The less visited most easterly point of Uluru.

The moon still in the sky in the morning.

Kata Djuta at sunrise from the Uluru area.

We went back to Yulara to move rooms into our apartment for the next 3 nights. This also made space for two additional family members joining our travel team briefly. This is the view from the sand dune at the back of our unit across one of the solar farms to Kata Djuta (Olgas).

And you thought my puns were bad.

Uluru from the sunset viewing area in the afternoon.

Impressive any time of day.

Desert grevilleas put on a show.

The yellow throated miner.

The low winter sun.

Shrublands on the northern end.

Same place, opposite direction.

The view from the Mala carpark.

The track stays close to the base along this stretch.

Some conquerers attempting the summit climb and passing the Please do not climb signs.

Some of the caves at the base on the Mala walk. There are some sacred sites where photography is not allowed. These are few considering the 10km base circumference.

The view into one of the caves.

Waterhole in Kantju Gorge is a quiet restful place. Photography is allowed but visitors are asked to be quiet in this area.

The cliffs appear to envelop you.

Desert bloodwood at Kantju.

The reflective glow from the rock crating a golden glow.

Kantju Gorge waterhole.

The red at sunset.

Half an hour past sunset and the glow continues.

A Desert Oak sunset.