Photography With The Devil’s Marbles
After my first camping trip to Porcupine Gorge, I soon realized that I was approaching the whole traveling thing in a totally wrong way. There are different kinds of travelers. The most common kind of travelers that you can find are the cliche tourists. They go to the most popular places of the world. The reason why? Simply to tell their friends that they have been there. A subset of these travelers are the ones who are scared to build up their itinerary. They worry about going to places where tourists seldom go. These travelers usually book tour packages and travel in groups. It makes them feel safe and secure.
I’ve been part of both groups at sometime or the other. It was only recently that I realized that I belong to a smaller and more elite group. The group that loves to see places seldom visited. I love the silence and the quiet of nature. I love the fact that I don’t have to be constantly on my guard against pickpockets. Most of all like almost everyone in the world… I love a vacation! That’s how I started searching for a new place to visit. Australia had picked my fancy. It’s clean and pristine. Many places in Australia are not very crowded.
My friend and I decided to visit the Karlu Karlu. Never heard of it? You may be more familiar with it’s other name… The Devil’s Marbles! The Devil’s Marbles is a conservation reserve and the nearest town is little over 9 km from it. Our plan was to board in this town and trek towards the site everyday.
It was not long before we found ourselves staring at the strange rocks that dotted the landscape. It was there that we learnt that the Devil’s Marbles had both spiritual and cultural significance. In fact, some say that it is one of the oldest religious sites in the world. The more we heard about it, the more interested we became. It did not take us long to get our cameras out. We started our rather long trek towards the historical site.
From a distance we spotted the boulders that dotted the horizon. Our guide informed us that the legend stated that the boulders were actually the eggs of a Rainbow serpent. A shiver went up my spine as I imagined the rocks hatching and serpents spilling out all over. I stopped my imagination just in time. It had a tendency to run away with itself.
We trekked between the boulders and found a number of places to pose. The boulders really looked like marbles. Their rounded edges were what gave them that look. I guess in that sense they are really appropriately named! As time passed, dusk started approaching and it was soon time to leave. We were tired and we had 9 km more to walk! As we made our way back, I glanced over my shoulder for one last look at the Devil’s marbles. They were framed by the colors of the setting sun. A picture that will always remain embellished in my memory.