WEST OF CENTRE
It’s a camp I always enjoy. Tucked amongst the low sparse scrub with the impressive bulk of Mount Leisler rearing up from the flat plain, seemingly within touching distance to the north — it’s a view I love. No matter what we, or the ambient light was doing, our eyes were constantly drawn to the rearing bulk of the mountain. You just can’t help glancing up to see the play of light and shadow across the face of this impressive peak.
We were close to the northern end of the Sandy Blight Road and, sadly, not far from the end of our circumnavigation of some of the finest desert country you can find in Australia. Our party had left Alice Springs a couple of weeks previously, spending the first night under the shadow of the precipitous cliff face of Mount Conner (also known as Atila or Artilla), the third great tor of Central Australia and often mistaken by first time travellers to Uluru as the Rock itself. It’s an impressive peak, located on Curtain
