Walk in the Bungle Bungles. Celeste runs after
us with a non-capsicum sandwich. She ran
through the heat to prevent Peter eating capsicum. Days ago he had filled out a
from saying it was not safe for him to eat capsicum.
We wander to Cathedral Gorge. We don’t walk
tightly together.
A few of us men arrive and sit and wait for our
wives.
Man: When my wife gets here she will say where
we will sit for lunch.
Another man: I reckon she will tell you to sit
over there.
Another man: I’m the same. I have to be told
where to sit.
I say nothing and sit patently waiting for Mrs.
C.
Mrs. C turns up and says: We will sit over
there. Much better spot.
We eat lunch and walk back with our guide. He
talks about what is all around us.
Guide: The geology of the Bungle Bungles is it
consists of clay and sand. We call them bee hives.
Me: What is the dreamtime story of these bee
hives.
Guide: I’ve tried to find it out. I know
nothing.
Me: So I can just make it up.
Guide: Is this a termite mound, a wasp mound
or a bee hive?
Two lies and one truth. What is the truth?
Guide: It is a termite mound. They go
underground. 80 m. They eat spinifex.
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