After unloading the boats and kitting ourselves out we took to the water around 1.40pm
Paddling upstream we had to contend with a bit of wind, as we did on all three paddles.
Berrara Creek has a varied and interesting shoreline
With nice looking water
A big old tree, come to grief, beside which we took a break on our return.
The Slappers, looking picturesque
After negotiating a rock garden, and ruining the peace for a pair of young lovers, we reached the end of the road. This last pool was alive with different types of fish - there was even a garfish amongst the multitude.
After some more rock dodging to exit the pool we made our way back downstream and pulled in beside the big stump for a leg stretch
As we were taking to the water again, L decided it would be a good time for me to try entering/mounting my kayak from the water with the aid of a strap that went around L's cockpit and across Bluey which was to be used as a stirrup, all the while promising me I would only get wet from the knees down. Why do I believe this guy?
To cut an extremely undignified sight short and after getting wet to the waist, I did achieve the desired result and discovered my quick dry undies aren't. However it remains to be seen if I can do it while treading water. In spite of repeated offers no-one else was prepared to take up the challenge. (Their day will come :) )
Shortly after setting off again this bird of prey checked us out and followed downstream for some distance.
He/she is till checking us out
We re-passed some interesting rock formations
And under this ledge espied
A kingfisher, watching for prey so intently it took no notice of the paddlers passing by
The first of our 'Huskisson' paddles (and the loveliest) finished sometime after 4.00pm (I think) and we loaded the boats using our locks for the first time and headed to the pub at Huskisson which was to be our base for the next two days.
Trip Notes:
Put In/Take Out: Berrara Boat Ramp
6kms
2hrs 30min ish
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