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<\/p>\nBouncing along a corduroy road at 5:30am, my head drowsily leaning against the bus window, I admired the Tiffany-blue sky and thought about upside down rivers.<\/p>\n
Yesterday, on our 4-hour drive to Uluru, our tour guide turned his blonde head to face us and pointed outside. \u201cThat theh is the Finke riva! Oldest riva in the world!\u201d His Aussie accent and bright eyes made everything sound positive and exciting. But I saw no river outside the window; I saw only a dry river bed, peppered with trees and shrubs along the sides. I pointed out this distinct lack of actual river to him.<\/p>\n
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He leaned forward mischievously, \u201cThing abou\u2019 rivas in \u2018stralia is, some of \u2018em ah upside down.\u201d<\/p>\n
I thought he was yanking my chain at first. Turns out, though, in some dry river beds the water flows beneath<\/em> the surface. You can spot it by the river gums and other plants that grow along their banks, rooting far into the soil to tap the subterranean water.<\/p>\n The Finke is in fact the oldest river in the world, dating back over 300 million years, before humans or even dinosaurs. It cuts through the red centre of the continent for 600 kilometres, serving as the artery for Australia\u2019s giant stone heart<\/a> \u2013 Uluru.<\/p>\n The more I thought about it, the more upside down the whole place seemed. The soil was such a blazing red that it felt like walking on a sunset, silver-leaved acacia constellations spotted the landscape, and mountains had flat tops that felt more like bases than summits. Sometimes, on overcast grey days, the silver trees blurred into the sky, and neither up nor down was easily discernible.<\/p>\n Image c\/o Simon Brown<\/p><\/div>\n \u201cThat theh is a desert oak!\u201d Our guide continued, interrupting my musings. The trees were only 10-feet tall or so, and most of them were black, bereft of foliage. Our spritely guide informed us that they took many years to grow, extending their tap roots deep down to suck up the few nutrients the desert provides, and when they finally struggled to a decent height they were struck by lightning, which germinated their seeds and created a ring of new baby oaks around them. I found out later that most global mythologies associate the oak tree with a god of thunder and lightning.<\/p>\n As we continued along the pocked road, a family of wild horses appeared, running alongside our lumbering bus, before turning into the desert and melting into the landscape. Brumbies, or feral horses of Australia, are the descendants of lost or escaped horses. Much like the feral camels that roam the land, people underestimated the animals\u2019 ability to survive without us, and now that they\u2019ve flourished in the wild, so much so that they pose a real threat to Outback\u2019s<\/a> delicate native ecosystem.<\/p>\n Still, they were beautiful, and if the ground was the sky, as I suspect it might have been, their wings were invisible.<\/p>\n Our guide turned back around to face the front and proceeded to blast Men at Work\u2019s \u201cDown Under\u201d through the stereo system.<\/p>\n Want to see what The Outback is all about? Check out our expert-led small group adventures<\/a>.<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n![\"Outback](\"https:\/\/www.adventuretours.com.au\/australia-outback-yarns\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/01\/Australia-Outback-desert-oak-Simon-Brown.jpg\")