The Tanami: A road trip through Central Australia

The Tanami: A road trip through Central Australia

19th – 23rd May 2025

The Tanami Road follows an old cattle droving route from the MacDonnell Ranges just north of Alice Springs, stretching north-west across the Tanami Desert for 1,035km (643mi) to meet the Great Northern Highway near Halls Creek in Western Australia. This road takes the traveller, station hands, local indigenous people travelling to their communities and massive road trains through some of the most remote country in Australia. While Federal and State governments are working on sealing the road there are still long stretches of gravel road often with bad corrugations, potholes and washouts. After passing the community of Yuendumu there is no fuel, food or water available to tourists for 760km. Should it rain the road will be closed and the traveller stays put until it opens again. Travelling these outback roads is no casual undertaking.

Monday

We plan to complete the crossing in 5 days. We’re fuelled up, water tanks full and I think I’ve got enough food for 2 or more weeks (bit of overkill there!).

All good for the moment. The skies are blue and the forecast is good.
These tree-less hills covered in spinifex started the day for us.
Tilmouth Well – hmmm. We try to support all the little roadhouses and small towns we pass along the way, so dropped in here for a snack. The area in front of the shop was full of litter, the toilets were filthy and the snacks were all deep-fried, ready-made food. Not easy to give support in these cases.

The road so far is sealed – easy driving. We’ll cover about 300km today – a big day for us as we like to stop to stretch our legs and swap drivers, then have plenty of time to enjoy the destination.

Tonight’s camp is a flat area beside a windmill. Luckily it wasn’t a windy night.
We’re now in flat country and the stars stretch from horizon to horizon.

Tuesday

We’ll cover another 300 or so kilometres today, but first just 22km on from last night’s campsite is Yuendumu, an obligatory refuelling stop for us if we’re to make the distance to Halls Creek.

Despite arriving half an hour after opening time, there wasn’t a soul in sight… and the self-serve fuel pump wasn’t working. Not a good sign. About an hour later, the storekeeper finally appeared and casually explained they were running low on fuel and waiting for the tanker to arrive. For a brief, uneasy moment, we imagined being stuck here for days. Then, with a shrug, he pulled out a key, pressed a few buttons, and got the pump going. Relief. Our long-range tanks hold 145 litres — and we made sure to fill them to the brim. With normal motoring (ie not 4×4) that should take us about 1000 km – but, there will be 4×4 driving happening.

Relieved to have fuel in the tank, we wandered into the grocery store — and couldn’t believe our eyes. There were stacks of eggs, when just days earlier there hadn’t been a single one to be found in the entire town of Alice Springs! To our surprise, it turned out to be a remarkably well-stocked little store, with everything from fresh fruit and vegetables to televisions, hardware… even tutus. Out here, you really do learn to expect the unexpected.

The sealed road disappeared all too soon. The bulldust cloud ahead of us is from a slow-moving road train, but not slow enough to overtake, particularly when you have no visibility once directly behind it. The road trains make a mess of the roads – we soon had big corrugations which forced us to drive slowly.
Travelling slowly allowed us to enjoy the countryside even more. I know it’s hard to believe this is the desert, but the green you see isn’t grass, it’s spinifex. And just look at all those termite mounds – kilometre after kilometre of them.
Catching up with our road train when he’d stopped to check his rig we had a bit of a chat – as one does when you’re about the only people you’ll see all day. He’s carrying concrete powder to a gold mine at The Granites. He’ll deliver today, drive back to Alice tomorrow and return with another load the next day. He told us there are 3 road trains doing this constantly – that’s a lotta concrete!

Tonight we camped at a roadside pullover ignominiously known as ‘Camel Toe Quarry’. There was a dam nearby, some of the prints in the dust could have been from camels, but most were cattle.

Wednesday

Big excitement today – we cross the border into Western Australia.

Sadly, neither the WA nor NT governments seemed to share our excitement about their border. The only marker was a cluster of empty bottles and a weathered, handwritten sign left behind by a traveller from who-knows-when.
The border sign was leaning up against the rubbish bin.
I just couldn’t believe the colours in the sky highlighting the spinifex at tonight’s campsite.

Thursday

Today’s adventure took us to Wolfe Creek Meteorite Crater — or as the exclamation goes, “that place from the horror movie”. For the record, even though the plot was loosely based on real crimes, NONE of the events in the unfortunately named Wolf Creek horror film happened here. Thankfully I haven’t seen the movie and would very much like to sleep tonight without imagining serial killers in the bushes.

Obviously NOT our Wolfe Creek! This road is sealed!!

The section of the Tanami Road we travelled today was in very poor condition. Deep potholes, washouts, thick bulldust, and heavy corrugations made for a difficult and slow drive. Even after turning onto Crater Road, the road surface remained rough and challenging.

Wolfe Creek Crater was formed approximately 120,000 years ago when a large meteorite struck the earth. It is the second-largest meteorite crater in the world, measuring 876 metres in diameter with an original depth of around 120 metres.

It is known as Kandimalal by the Jaru aboriginal people of the district. There are several creation stories explaining the crater. One describes two rainbow serpents meeting here, forming two of the local rivers. One of the serpents came out of the ground, forming the huge crater. Another Dreamtime story involves the evening star getting too close to the crescent moon and burning up, falling to earth, creating an enormous explosion and flash followed by a dust cloud.

The crater sides are steep, rocky and uneven. A 4km walking track around the rim couldn’t be ignored so, despite the terrain, we completed the circuit and took in the remarkable views of this ancient geological feature.
This is indicative of the track, and yes, I did grizzle about it a lot. And while I’m still grizzling, let me assure you that spinifex does penetrate hiking pants and feels like needles digging into your skin.
But the flowering spinifex is just so pretty. When the wind blows it ripples like water on a lake.

Friday

Our last day on the Tanami. The corrugations, bulldust, washouts, etc, etc continued for a while longer before the lovely smooth sealed road once again appeared. This is cattle country. Travelling these outback roads there is usually a lot of road kill, mostly kangaroos. Interestingly we’ve seen very little road kill and when we do see any it’s mostly cattle – the properties aren’t fenced.

Between some States and some areas of Australia there are quarantine borders to prevent the spread of agricultural pests. The only ‘contraband’ food items remaining in our pantry were onions and garlic. The regulations with these are that they must be peeled, hence my onions and garlic are now peeled ready for quick meal prep.

Meeting the Great Northern Highway is the end of the Tanami, but it really wasn’t a photo opportunity! We drove on to Halls Creek where we refuelled, filled our water tank, and bought some fruit and vegetables. There’s no where to stay in Halls Creek so we headed out of town to Sawpit Gorge.

Such a pretty gorge with a deliciously cool creek to take a swim.
Totally relaxed after the long, dusty Tanami.
Our campsite at Sawpit Gorge. Believe it or not another free campsite we had all to ourselves for two nights.

And so our Tanami adventure comes to an end. In summary, it’s a long, often lonely journey with few distractions along the way. The beauty out here isn’t in flashy landmarks — it’s in the remoteness, the ever-so-subtle shifts in the landscape and colours of the desert, and those endless horizons that invite you to never stop exploring.
It’s a road that reminds you how big this country really is, and how small you are within it.

Hiking Palm Valley

Hiking Palm Valley

13th – 18th May 2025

Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday – Alice Springs

Three days in Alice Springs isn’t nearly enough particularly when we really needed to clean the motorhome, restock, refuel, carry out some repairs, and finally relax. Alice is a lovely town. Its isolation means everything you might need is conveniently clustered within a small area — hardware stores, hiking and camping supplies, well-stocked supermarkets (though eggs were in short supply!), and mechanical services. We even found two restaurants that turned out to be gems – an Indonesian and a Vietnamese.
Thankfully we’ve had no mechanical issues, but will need to replace the filter on the drinking water tap.

Alice Springs from Anzac Hill, looking over the town to the West MacDonnell Ranges.
For those not in the know, the flags are the Australian flag, the Northern Territory flag, the Aboriginal flag and the Torres Strait Islander flag.

Thursday, Friday, Saturday

Palm Valley, another highly recommended destination, is 123km SW of Alice in Finke National Park. To get there you travel through Hermannsburg and Namatjira country. Albert Namatjira (1902–1959), an Arrernte landscape artist born in Hermannsburg, captured the breathtaking beauty of this region in his distinctive paintings.

A monument to the great artist.
This is the home Albert built for his family after he was granted Australian citizenship — the first Aboriginal person to receive it. (Pause a moment to consider the irony of this.) Despite achieving significant success and international recognition as an artist, restrictions placed on Aboriginal people at the time meant the government controlled his finances, preventing him from leaving the legacy he intended for his family.
Finke National Park is named after the Finke River, the oldest river in the world based on studies of its geology. Now it only runs a few times a year. Our drive into Palm Valley necessitated us driving along its very rocky bed.
After settling in to camp we walked back here to do the Mpaara Walk amongst all these amazing landforms.
We decided this rock looked like a grouper (the fish!)
The views just kept coming. Incredible country.
Back at camp, we enjoyed a cold drink while admiring the brilliant colours of the mountain as the sun set.
Next morning we embarked on the 13.5km moderately hard Palm Valley and Mpulungkinya Track. It is possible to drive 4 km closer, but the road is in very poor condition and 4K just isn’t worth damaging our motorhome for.
Steve doing some arty photography. Palm Creek
Palm Valley is named after the rare Red Cabbage Palm, a species found nowhere else but this valley. This photo shows a young plant, while the palms in the following images are fully grown, showcasing the mature form of this unique species.
I took this photo after a lot of climbing got us to the top, then the arrow just pointed down, seemingly over the cliff edge! Yikes!
It was a lovely walk alongside Palm Creek, then up and over the hill and back down again to follow the creek back to the trailhead. One tricky section had me balancing on a very narrow ledge clinging to the rock face by my fingertips while Steve put pressure on my back to prevent me falling. What one does, hey!

Next morning we headed back to Alice Springs to restock and prepare to head north.

Hidden Gems of The Plenty Highway and East MacDonnell Ranges

Hidden Gems of The Plenty Highway and East MacDonnell Ranges

8th – 13th May 2025

Thursday – Friday: The Plenty Highway

”The Plenty” is a classic 500km outback drive with a long, colourful history. It started out as a rough track connecting Northern Territory cattle stations to western Queensland and eventually became a bit of a rite of passage for 4WD travellers. It was once infamous for its brutal corrugations and bulldust holes big enough to swallow a caravan, but these days those horror stories are mostly in the past. The road’s gradually being sealed, though there are still plenty of long, dusty stretches, with bulldust, to tackle.
If you haven’t come across bulldust before, it’s a fine, powdery red dust created when vehicles break the surface of dirt roads. The dust settles back onto the track, filling dips, potholes, and ruts, making the road appear deceptively flat — until your vehicle suddenly drops into one. Hitting a deep bulldust hole at speed can cause serious damage. Visibility’s another issue. When an oncoming vehicle stirs it up, bulldust hangs thick in the air, completely obscuring your view just as the other vehicle passes — a dangerous moment if there’s more traffic coming the other way.

Despite this fearsome description we thoroughly enjoyed our drive on The Plenty. Our first stop was Tobermorey Station to refuel the vehicle ($2.85/L !!) and re-caffeinate us. The Station is a green oasis in this remote country.

Driving in to the Station this young man was leaving for a mustering job, taking his muster dogs, and puppies, with him.
This gives the traveller an idea of what happens out here when it rains!
Just finished our coffee and standing beside the old truck that has become the fire pit.
For the next couple of hundred kilometres the gravel road was generally in good condition with only small corrugations, though one section had many bulldust ‘dips’.
This caravanner wasn’t so lucky. Out here in the Outback, there’s an unspoken rule — you never leave someone stranded. He’d already been waiting over an hour by the time we came along, and apart from our friends, who we knew were about an hour behind us, not a single other vehicle came through. It took some time to get him going again, and later that evening when we found a flat patch off the track to camp only one more car came through. Moments like that remind you just how vast and isolated this country can be — and how much we still rely on each other out here.

After a very peaceful night camped just off the track and awakening to perfect blue skies, with temperatures not anticipated to rise above 26°, we headed off. Other than a massive termite mound and the beautiful Harts Range appearing, it was an uneventful drive through Mitchell grass plains to Gemtree Cattle Station.

Termite mounds are unique to northern Australia. The termites that live in this mound collect the surrounding spinifex and store it in the mound. Mound design is very complex, ensuring ventilation, humidity and heat control, and protection from predators and the heavy rains that affect the area.
The Harts Range across the Mitchell grass plains.
Here we refuelled (expensive, but not as bad as Tobermorey – $2.45/L), camped the night ‘out the back’ and got all the good info on the road through Arltunga from the very helpful store manager.
And we may have indulged in a little treat to have with our coffee before we left.

Saturday: Binns Track and Arltunga

We left the Plenty here to join the Binns Track to explore Arltunga and the East MacDonnell Ranges. Gold, “rubies, and zircon were discovered here in about 1886. The rubies turned out to be garnets, but that doesn’t stop today’s fossickers – with a free camp site ubiquitously called the ‘Mud Tank Zircon Field’ being on most fossickers’ bucket lists.

The photos above and below show what an absolutely beautiful drive this is. The road was in great condition for the most part, with just a few corrugated patches. The only real surprise was a dry creek bed with about 100 metres of soft, deep sand — definitely enough to keep the driver wide awake.

The miners brought here by the 1886 gold rush created the town of Arltunga. Sadly as the gold fizzled out so did the town. In its heyday, it had stores, a police station, a lockup, and of course, miners’ cottages. These days, all that’s left are the remnants of the old stone buildings.

The Police Station has been restored. When the police left Arltunga the remaining miners pulled it to pieces looking for the gold that was rumoured to be in the walls of the building.

Arriving in the East MacDonnells midafternoon we found a little track that led to a flat area alongside the dry Ross River and camped there for the night, ready to explore tomorrow.

Sunday, Monday, Tuesday: East MacDonnell Range – N’Dhala Gorge, Trephina Gorge, John Hayes Rockholes

N’dhala Gorge is a “cultural treasure house of petroglyphs, which are recordings of stories in art form by Eastern Arrernte ancestors and are still part of their living culture”. It’s estimated these petroglyphs are around 2,000 years old, though some possibly date back 10,000 years.

This rock is weathered and the petroglyph described above didn’t photograph well, but if you look closely you’ll see it.
Most of the petroglyphs were clearer, like this one.
The walk to the petroglyphs was short, but very pretty.
Some of the rock formations were quite intimidating.
Those ghost gums! I was fascinated with just ‘how’ white they were. They look as if someone has applied a thick coat of paint.

Leaving N’dhala Gorge we headed for Trephina Gorge where we set up camp and then did the 2.5km Grade 5 (ie hard) Panorama Walk.

Yes, every hike seems to start with a climb. Being a ‘panoramic’ walk it was destined to be a BIG climb.
There was no denying the amazing panoramic views though. If you look around the bottom right of this photo you can see our motorhome, way down there!
And we made it to the top. The peak is only about 10 metres in diameter which gave us stunning 360° views.

Monday morning we left early to do about half of the Ridgetop Walk, another Grade 5 hike. The full hike is 18km.

Steve taking a breather about half way up.
It’s such ‘big’ country out here, it’s hard to do it justice with a photograph.
It was a tough hike. It seemed to go up forever, and the trail was not easy to walk on.

Back at camp after hiking just over 10km we slept well that night.

Heading to Alice Springs today, but not before a little adventure at John Hayes Rockhole. The road in started off easy enough but quickly turned into a proper low-range 4WD track, especially near the end where it was basically just a jumble of rocks!

We tackled the Chain of Ponds hike, a stunning loop that takes you along the rim of the gorge before descending into it to follow a series of beautiful waterholes. There were a few tricky climbs to scramble back out, but it was absolutely worth it. Both of us loved the whole experience, and the rough drive in just added to the sense of adventure.

This is the gorge. We walked to the far end, then descended into it, before climbing out on the other side to complete the loop.
Having a rest and admiring those beautiful gorge cliffs.
There were many of these beautiful crystal clear ponds in the gorge.
And so we come to what would be a waterfall during the wet season, and where we can follow the gorge floor no longer. As you can see by those cliffs, the climb out was a challenge, particularly for me with my short legs.
The wild flowers are beginning to bloom – so delicate in such a harsh landscape.
Last on our list before finally hitting the bright lights and civilisation of Alice Springs was checking out Corroboree Rock which is another place of great significance in this region to the Eastern Arrernte people.
Crossing Queensland: A Journey Through the Outback

Crossing Queensland: A Journey Through the Outback

28th April 2025

Leaving home with only a vague plan for the journey ahead feels unfamiliar to me. I know our general direction is west — as far west as we can go. But that’s where the uncertainty begins. Severe weather has brought the worst flooding the Queensland outback has seen since colonisation. Many of the roads we hoped to travel are now closed, with warnings of ‘long-term’ flooding ahead.

Nevertheless we’ve set off!
We left home under perfect skies – briefly wondering why we’d abandon paradise. But when adventure calls …

We drove through lush, green rolling hills. It took a few hours to arrive at our first camp for the trip. Our destination was Koehler Park in the foothills of the Bunya Mountains.

As usual we toasted the adventure with champagne.

I’ll keep it brief describing this first stage of our journey, as we’re passing through country we’ve explored before. However the difference this time is striking. The land, brown last time, now shows many shades of green after the rains.

29th April – 5th May

The Native Wells outside Yuleba are a remarkable example of ingenuity. In a region prone to long dry spells, the local Indigenous people carefully selected a spot where rainwater naturally flowed over rock. They would build fires on the rock, heating it until it was extremely hot, then douse it with cold water. The sudden temperature change caused the rock to crack. Once cracked they chiseled out wells, creating natural reservoirs that held precious pools of fresh water.

At Mitchell we did the 5km Yumba Walk. This walk took us through the area where the aboriginal people had to live when excluded from the township. Our history isn’t pretty. Nevertheless they made the most of it and today the walk has sculptures and informational signs about their way of life.

No trip to Mitchell is complete without a soak in the Artesian Spa. Such a treat!

Now we come to our first decision point. Our preference was to go via Bedourie to Boulia, but that road is closed. So we head towards Winton. Still uncertainty ahead as the Donahue H’way remains closed.

At Augathella we stopped at Meat-ant Park. Meat ants reputably will reduce a carcass to just bones over several weeks. Steve better not stand there too long.

A significant landmark in Longreach. We’ll be more or less following this to Alice Springs.

The Federal Election is on the 3rd May. We came across this very remote polling booth in a roadside rest area.

Thankfully, the Donahue Highway has just opened. This saves us from a detour of an extra 2 or 3 days.

Winton is the birthplace of Waltzing Matilda, written by Banjo Paterson. A sidewalk piano, complete with painted sheet music, invites anyone to sit down and play their own rendition.

And just in case you’re a little unsure exactly where we are … here’s a guidepost.

Please note there’s heaps to see and do in Longreach and Winton, but we’ve been here before and our goal is still ahead of us. If you come this way take several days in both towns to experience the fun.

Leaving Winton for Boulia we follow the Min Min Byway toward Boulia. In 2022, when we last attempted this adventure, we were thwarted by flooding on this road. Above you’ll see the ‘road condition’ sign in the background. Today it’s open with caution that parts of the road are again flooded.

The drive was magnificent with the country looking so green. When it’s drought conditions in this country fissures in the ground open breaking the roots of trees, hence it’s mostly grasslands.

This dilapidated hut is a set from the movie Goldstone, not one I’m familiar with, but wow, what a setting!

Tonight we’re camping opposite the Middleton Hotel, which is about halfway between Winton and Boulia. We enjoyed a chat with the publican – it’s a way of life out here that is pretty tough. We were the only customers all day.

The Middleton Hotel – I think we’re many years too late to get fuel from this bowser.

The Donahue Highway passing Cawnpore Lookout.

One of the most intriguing mysteries of outback Queensland can be found near Boulia — the legendary Min Min Lights. These mysterious orbs of white or blue light are said to appear without warning, hovering just above the ground and eerily following travellers whether they’re on foot, horseback, or driving through the night.

For generations, those who’ve witnessed the Min Min Lights describe an unsettling feeling of apprehension, a quiet sense of being watched. In Aboriginal culture, these lights are believed to be spirits — the souls of departed elders keeping a watchful eye over the land and its people.

While the lights have never caused harm, their presence continues to spark fascination and a touch of fear. Over the years, scientists have put forward various theories to explain them — everything from natural gases to refracted light phenomena — yet none have been definitively proven. The Min Min Lights remain a mystery that science can’t quite unravel.

Sadly, on our visit to Boulia, the elusive lights didn’t choose to reveal themselves to us. 

The Min Min Experience is a tourist attraction, the encounters of locals with the Min Min lights told by animated figures. It’s an excellent attraction and I highly recommend it.

100 million years ago Boulia was under the Eromanga Sea. Ferocious marine reptiles ruled the seas and the bones of many of these ancient dinosaurs have been found in this district. Above are the fossilized remains of a long-necked plesiosaur, shown beneath its illustrated reconstruction.
This display is part of the Stonehouse museum where we spent an interesting hour or so.

A quirky zebra crossing which has Steve a bit unbalanced.

At long last we are finally about to travel the Donahue Highway.

About 400km along this road we enter the Northern Territory and the Donahue Highway becomes the Plenty Highway – and yes, that ‘Highway’ (below) is just a gravel road.