100 Laps of Uluru Learning the Art of Kulini
Words: 50 000
Stage: Currently in print
Synopsis: I walked 100 laps around Uluru. 1060 kilometres in 30 days and raised $1050 for the charity, Jog for Jugs Australia. Below is the foreword for The Ochre Cloak briefly explaining how this venture occurred.
The persistence of the author is to be admired. Peta set out to travel from Darwin, Northern Territory to Adelaide, South Australia on The Ghan, then return to Darwin. Her mission was to complete 3000+kilometres within 60 days. This venture had a double edge to Peta’s tenacious ambition as not only would she raise her goal of $100 000 from generous people through the heart of Australia but she would also gain entry into the Guinness World Records for accomplishing this extraordinary task, on foot. However, misfortune struck and Peta and her crew reset a more immediate course for Darwin.
Upon their return, an opportunity to leave the drastic change of world record plans behind arrived, to trek around Uluru not once but 100 times. This much–needed venture, this chicken soup for the soul, would become the second trek in Peta’s 1000km / 30 day Trek Series, having reached the most northern tip of Australia the year before.
Round The Rock, as the Uluru trek became known, would see Peta become the first person to complete such an unusual feat. Her 100 laps also resulted in an unexpected, valuable and unique insight into some of the stories and beliefs of the local Anangu people as well as witnessing rare occurrences of Uluru’s charisma, wisdom and wonder. The commitment to achieving the 1060km (100 laps) is testament to Peta’s strength, determination and self-belief that everything is possible. Positive choices and the right attitude can launch the unexpected and rival the norm or predictable. Whether its travelling the country on foot or bringing people together on a beach to fundraise through her charity Jog for Jugs Australia, Peta’s focus is steadfast; to inhale the essence of every moment.
The Ochre Cloak is a personal account of one woman’s ability to harness the here and now and notice what many of us fail to see, hear and feel. If you have not been to Uluru before, lose yourself in this exceptionally detailed tribute to one of Mother Nature’s accolades.
Excerpt: Rain sprinkled lightly but there was no need for a coat. The gravel was damp but I could still hear it crunch under my footsteps. As the sky lightened, the clouds opened and Uluru began to change. A shimmer started to form defining the contours across the rock. Within half an hour there was no ochre in sight, there was no red centre. Instead, Uluru had dressed herself in grey-silver sequins. It was show time and the rain fell harder and harder. The rock delivered once again but I was far from prepared for this costume change. The wet does something to this iconic landscape that’s captivating and truly revered. It doesn’t rain like this very often and people come from miles and miles to witness Mother Nature unfold such a spectacle. As the rain continued to build, miniature canyons filled to the brim creating torrents that cascaded effortlessly down the escarpments. Uluru then took to the stage and conducted a symphony of waterfalls with prestige and grace. In some parts, shards of water fell causing such an unexpected, compelling roar leaving you lost in a trance with camera in hand. It is essential however, during moments like this, to leave the lens alone and let your eyes photograph the memories of the day Uluru posed under a spotlight of raindrops, shrouded in cloud.