Day 10: Sunday 25th September

We wake early and have a light breaky, then head off to climb the rock. James still making noises about "I'm not gunna climb that thing....its too hot and too far...."

We pull into the carpark, and there is a nice cover of cloud keeping the temps down. The site of the rock as we drove in was just awe inspiring.

We grab our backpack of drinks (about 10 kilos !!!) and head on up the rock...James in tow.

Joining the masses as we throw ourselves against the rock

The first section is tough...a few splotches adorn the climb where others have lost their breakfast, I'm thankful for the light feed of beans we had. We push on...stopping every 20 or 30 meters. We can see the top of the chain and know it cannot be too much further. We hit the end of the chain and find we are only half way, but at least the rest is easy.

Easy....follow the chain and the white paint (I am not kidding either)

The view from here is spectacular. Being on top of the rock, at just over 860 metres is fantastic.

Yay.

The climb has been closed due to high temps now, so there are only a handful of people left as we make our way back down.

Don't let anyone tell you it's not steep.

We get to the bottom and the three of us go for a short walk to stretch the legs. James turns back, but Di and I decide to continue and walk the whole way around. Kind of silly really, as it is about 10kms round, and takes nearly 3 hours. We are well and truly shagged by the time we get back to the car. Di's feet are close to falling off.

Some scenery as we walk around

Only one thing to do...back to the 5 star pool for a swim...yay..!!!!

Back in the pool, the cool waters wash away the tiredness of the days efforts. The wasps buzz up and down the length of the pool, and we discuss complaining to management about the facilities.

We book into a sunset camel trip. This turns out to be a blast. Di and I end up on the biggest camel in the herd called Moosha. Sweet beast as far as camels go. The camel behind me, in the train, spent the whole hour burping and coughing and bringing up its cud (I assume this is what they do) but jeez it stank.

The Camel Train

That night we drink, eat (for a change) and relive the experience.