“THERE WAS NOWHERE ELSE WE COULD STOP FOR THE FOLLOWING 1,100KM AND WE NEEDED TO BE AS READY AS POSSIBLE”
AS the plane glided down to the runway during a rare rainy day at Uluru, I reflected on the last time I had been here. Eighteen months had passed since the completion of the first half of my walk. Originally intending to cross Australia, the Western Australian borders had closed as I reached Port Augusta. Left with no other choice, I turned north, walking through the desert to reach the crown jewel of Australia and my finish line for that journey, Uluru. Now we were restarting, my thirst to reach the Indian Ocean beckoning me to finish the crossing. This time I wasn’t alone. My partner Emma deciding to join me for what would be an incredible journey of red sand and million-star nights.
Now starting in Alice Springs, the closest coastal city was Broome. With 1,700km to reach the “city of pearls”, our journey would take us through some of the most remote parts of the Australian outback; with the first 1,100km walking the legendary Tanami Track.
Beginning just north of Alice Springs, it cuts through the Tanami Desert to join the Great Western Highway at Halls Creek; a town of 1,200 people. There are no large settlements along
