Nearly in 450 kilometers from Alice-Springs there is situated one of Australian famous nature wonders. Uluru (this is how Ayers Rock called in aborigines’ language) monolith played a great part in myths of tribes, which lived in its numerous caves; nowadays we can also see the pictures, made of ochre, on the caves’ walls. The monolith is 348 meters high, the length of circuit is 9 kilometers.

This place is the most saint for aborigines, it is nearly five hundred million years. Tourists and photographers from all over the world come here to view the fantastic color changing at sunrise and sunset, when the rock’s coloring can vary from dark brown to bright red and then “calm down”, turn into a huge black shadow…

Nearly half of the century ago Ernest Giles one of the first Europeans was standing there, totally amazed in front of red giants and did not believe his own eyes, watching those unimaginable mountains. Inspired by them, Giles made a note in his diary: “For thousands of years they stand, like majestic monuments of virgin world, never changing from the moment of their birth. Time, this ancient and mysterious magician, haven’t touched them yet…”

Many years before the white man appeared in that land, little aborigine kids used Ayers Rock in a very interesting way. In 1925 there was made a note about it by an explorer: “At the Kurrekapinnia water source, in the ridge of Ayers children use bare skates of granite rock for riding. The chamfer is perfectly polished. A child takes some reed, climbs up the mountain, puts that reed at the top of a mountain, sits on it and then goes down…” The speed is really amazing and will take your breath away!

Every year all aborigines gather near Uluru, which, as the legend says, was created by ancient giants, who lived at the time when nobody and nothing existed. Inside Uluru lived Vanambi, a serpent, Supreme Judge of all mortals. Then giants created a human and gifted him the Earth. Soon many Urulu people inhabited it and incorporated themselves in many different tribes, which went to live in different parts of the world, but always have been returning to the saint mountain to honor their ancient creators and obtain fresh powers. Nowadays old hunters don’t come here, and the writings are slowly disappearing. There is no place for old rituals in new, modern world.

…Next to Ayers Rock the airplanes fly here and there, the cars ride on the mountain roads. Buses convey many tourists from Alice – Springs. Every morning people, who wish to climb the Ayers Rock, gather near it – but many of them feel really sorry at the process of climbing. It is really hard! Is it worth your life? You don’t need to climb up to see the ancient writings on that mountain. They are the same they were thousands of years ago…