I had not gone far before I came upon circles carved deeply into rocks.
Then, turning a bend, I entered a flat sand floored arena. On either side
the cliffs were intricately carved with lines, curves, spirals and circles.
It was a strange place of magic that held me. Clearly this was a place
naturally made for dancing and ceremony. I had been told that Aborigines
were so primitive that they had no writing. Commen prejudice told me that
these were primitive drawings by a tribe unable to draw the realistic
paintings of the north. But suddenly, sitting there, contemplating them
from a rocky seat, I realised that prejudice had blinded me. These were no
poor drawings. They were abstract hieroglyphics belonging to a written
language. I was latter to learn that this ancient writing was over 23,000
years old - and that it was still understood by a few surviving descendents
today.
Aboriginal people were in Australia over 40,000 years before the first
Europeans reached the continent. Some now say for over 100,000 years. Their
culture thus predates by tens of thousands of years the building of the
pyramids in Egypt a mere 4,500 years ago. The Bunggunditj tribe of around
Mt. Gambier in South Australia has in its oral history how Mt. Muirhead
erupted (20,000 years ago) and then how Mt Gambier erupted (5,000 years
ago). At Keilor near Melbourne a 31,OOO years old Aboriginal camp has been
found. People then hunted wombat-like creatures, today wild pig sized
animals, then as big as rhinoceroses as well as ten foot high kangaroos.
These became extinct many thousand years ago but they are still remembered
in Aboriginal history told from generation to generation
Before the British came there were some 500 Aborginal nations, many of whom
have now been wiped out, and as many languages. Each nation or tribe was
made up by a number of clans (and still is). Each clan held (and many still
hold) its own land and they invite others to use it for particular hunts or
crops at the right time. There was no special castes of priests or
centralised systems of authority.
Silas Roberts, an Elder and first Chairman of the Northern Land Council,
explained how they feel about land. 'Aborigines have a special connection
with everything that is natural. Aborigines see themselves as part of
nature. We see all things natural as part of us. All things on earth we see
as part human. This is told through the idea of dreaming. By dreaming we
mean the belief that long ago these creatures started human society; they
made all natural things and put them in a special place. These dreaming
creatures were connected to special places and special roads or tracks or
paths. In many cases the great creatures changed themselves into sites
where their spirits stayed.
My people believe this and I believe this. Nothing anybody says to me will
change my belief in it. This is my story as it is the story of every true
Aborigine.
These creatures, these great creatures, are just as much alive today as
they were in the beginning. They are everlasting and will never die. They
are always part of the land and nature as we are. We cannot change nor can
they. Our connection to all things natural is spiritual. We worship
spiritual sites today. We have songsand dances for these sites and we
never approach them without preparing ourselves properly. When the great
creatures moved across the land, they made small groups of people like me
in each area. These people were given jobs to do but I cannot go any
further than that here.
It is true that people who belong to a particular area are really part of
that area and if that area is destroyed they are also destroyed. In my
travels throughout Australia I have met many Aborigines from other parts
who have lost their culture. They have always lost their land and by losing
their land, they have lost part of themselves.'
This is from a speech made by Silas Roberts opposing the mining of uranium
on tribal land.

The gorge was narrow, the cliffs low but steep. The sun glared from the
exposed rocks. I clung to the shade as I explored its winding course. It
was dry underfoot but when rare desert rains came it would turn into a
deadly torrent. I was in the Flinders Ranges, the range of deeply eroded
hills that divide the vast salt bush plains of south Australia. ![]()