Trips and Expeditions

Lysterfield Lake - Canoe, Kayak and SUP

Lysterfield Lake is part of Lysterfield Park, 34km east of Kayak Shop Australia and our Kayak Training Centre.

 
Lysterfield Lake is accessible from the main entrance and picnic area of the Park. The lake is over 1km long.Click on the map above to go to Google Maps

Lysterfield Lake is accessible from the main entrance and picnic area of the Park. The lake is over 1km long.

Click on the map above to go to Google Maps

 

Lysterfield Park is a great destination for a variety of sports - there are walking and mountain biking trails, picnic areas and the large central lake is great for paddlesports. You can swim on the lake, but no fishing and no dogs.

Lysterfield Lake is very popular for canoeing, kayaking and stand up paddle boarding (SUP) for the beginner and family or even the higher performance athletes at over a kilometre long ot i a good location for fitness paddling.

 
Launch area and car parking. Jetty currently closed.Car parking - drop off zone - drop off your kayak/canoe and park further up so other people can access the water.

Launch area and car parking. Jetty currently closed.

Car parking - drop off zone - drop off your kayak/canoe and park further up so other people can access the water.

A great place for family mini-adventure. Make sure both you and your little people wear a Personal Floatation Device (PFD) - a life jacket / buoyancy vest.

A great place for family mini-adventure. Make sure both you and your little people wear a Personal Floatation Device (PFD) - a life jacket / buoyancy vest.

Easy launch area and over a kilometre length of lake to paddle.

Easy launch area and over a kilometre length of lake to paddle.

 

Before you paddle we do suggest that you do undertake training with a Paddle Australia Instructor to learn the basics of kayaking.


For more information:
Lysterfield Park - Parks Vic
Lysterfield Park - Visitor’s Guide

Devilbend Reservoir - Kayak, Canoe and SUP Fishing

Devilbend Reservoir - Kayak, Canoe and SUP Fishing


Devilbend Reservoir is an reservoir site on the spine of the Mornington Peninsula in Tuerong, that has been filled with water and now stocked with fish for recreational fishing.

It is within the Devilbend Natural Features Reserve, managed by Parks Victoria.

We undertook the short day trip in mid-January on a day initially hazy from the bushfires, to take our Hobie Mirage 13 kayaks out for a blast and maybe even catch some fish!

 
 

We set up the kayaks and fishing gear then trolleyed down the track to the launch point. The northwestern part of the reservoir designated as the unpowered watercraft area is a couple of kilometres long, though at the far end over the last couple of hundred metres it tapers and shallows into thick weed bed - too snaggy.

The paddlecraft section (shown as the shaded area on the map) narrows and is marked by yellow buoys. Beyond this the lake widens - on the day we were there an “off-shore” northerly was blowing down the lake. It was back off this point we caught a nice little estuary bream. We paddled back along the eastern shore into the narrow slot of the old quarry (where the stone for the dam wall came from). Being a warm day in the January school holidays there were a lot of swimmers there instead!

Back at the little cove where the launch area is located there were a lot of jumping fish, but not jumping on the hook! Quite a few water birds about and they were maybe having more luck. Devilbend Reservoir is very pleasant day out!

 
 

Access

From Melbourne, take Mornington Peninsula Freeway to the Mornington-Tyabb Road, then Derrill Road (follow the signs) to Graydens Road. The carpark has a nice grassed park setting with picnic tables, shelter and BBQs, looking down to the water. It is a hike to the launch ramp, down a gravel track - make sure you bring your trolley! The launch is off a ramp into a sheltered area.

Note that kayakers, canoes and SUP paddlers do not have access to the whole lake - only the arm closest to the launch. A line of yellow buoys clearly states the end of the paddle-accessible section (shaded area shown on the map).

There are some more fishing platforms a bit further around the lake accessible by a walking track. The one inside the narrow old quarry area looks like a good place - others have caught trout and estuary bream there.

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Aside from the fishing, this reserve has a lot of walking tracks around the lake and through the bush, and bikes are allowed on the tracks (but no dogs).


History

The landscapes and landforms of Devilbend Natural Features Reserve are intrinsic elements of the Country of the Boonwurrung/Bunurong people and have cultural and environmental significance.

European settlers in the late 19th Century used the land for farming - orchards and cattle grazing - remnants can be seen of apple trees and pine windrows.

Melbourne’s expanding need for water resulted in the construction of two reservoirs - firstly the smaller Bittern reservoir to the south in the 1920’s, then Devilbend Reservoir in the 1950’s. It was formally opened in 1965. With the construction of Cardinia Reservoir and its pipeline to Pearcedale in the late 1990’s, Devilbend Reservoir was obsolete. Melbourne Water handed it over to Parks Vic and it was proclaimed a natural features reserve in 2007.

Since then, Parks Vic has funded works to improve access and facilities and revegetate the area. Since 2010 Victorian Fisheries Authority has stocked the reservoir with rainbow trout and brown trout.


Astral Designs Water Shoes - the shoes I Use and Recommend!

So important for paddle sports, finally I have found Astral Designs; they fit well, steady, dry quick enough, with great grip in wet environments!

 
 

The low cut Loyak - have been using for almost 2 seasons, they are showing a little wear but have lasted considerably longer then any other water shoes I have used in the past, even on a 13 day trip down the Colorado River to top it off!

The high cut Hiyak are great for rivers and ankle support if required, their sole is a little bit more rigid for walking on uneven surfaces! Looking forward to the white water season!

Two thumbs up!

The Colorado River - this is where you definitely want good watershoes!

 
 

Whitsundays 2009 - 147 Magical Miles

Departing Blacks Beach, Mackay

Departing Blacks Beach, Mackay

Raia Wall - Nadgee Solo
Neil Brenton - Nadgee Solo

Note on changes since 2009:

This trip was undertaken in September 2009. The aim was to paddle from Mackay to Bowen - taking our time and having a good look around. with Corfelt’s “100 Magical Miles” as inspiration. Since that time most of the resorts where we topped op our water supplies are now closed due to cyclones and the economic times (only Hamilton Island still remains of those visited). We carried 2x 10L & 1x 6L MSR Dromedary bags and a 3L Camelbak each.

We used our own kayaks, but there is also Salty Dog Sea Kayaking who operate out of Shute Harbour - they conduct tours and hire kayaks for trips starting and ending at Shute Harbour. Scamper is a water taxi that can conduct drops of kayaks, food and water.

Since our trip, available campsites may have changed - some have been added and some may no longer be available - see Queensland National Parks website for information and campsite bookings. More walking tracks have been added on Whitsunday Island.


As I arrived at Mackay airport, I was met by Neil, who greeted me with “The weather looks just right - let’s launch tomorrow”. It did look good – the view from Blacks Beach Caravan Park out to Keswick and St Bees Islands looked almost flat, even with the mild afternoon sea breeze and we could see whales spouting out toward the island.

We’d allowed a day in Mackay to get any last minute items, but Neil had already taken care of that, so we decided to go for it a day early.

St Bees Island – Day 1

Arising with the sun, it took a couple of hours to get ready, including satisfying the curiosity of backpackers and passer-by’s, so we didn’t actually launch until 0830, just before the tide was due to turn. Mackay has tides up to 6m range, but we were departing during a time of neap tide and the range was less than 3m, so the ebbing current had minimal effect.

The day was warm and windless. We expected to take around 5 hours for the crossing, passing up the channel between St Bees and Keswick, then around to the campsite (we took 4 ¾hrs to paddle 32km), so we paced ourselves and had hourly food and water breaks. A whale spouting over towards Cockermouth Island, but drawing gradually closer, was an interesting distraction.

The sea stayed flat all the way and eventually we reached the channel – the occupants of Keswick had some pretty nice real estate, but St Bees is basically National Park and is home to a koala colony. We didn’t hear any koalas while we were there so they must live elsewhere on the island.

High tide at Blacks Beach

High tide at Blacks Beach

Glassy seas crossing to St Bees

Glassy seas crossing to St Bees

We did see a number of goats, and were greeted by a dead goat carcass in the camping area on arrival. The campsite left a bit to be desired, being taken over by spiky weeds and festooned by toilet paper from a whole roll carelessly left behind. We picked a sandy area overlooking the beach but better spots may have been behind the dry creek.

Cockermouth Island – Day 2

Leaving at 0740 for the 17km paddle further NW to Cockermouth, we had a slight headwind. Aiming for a nice sandy area at the head of a bay, we soon found that even an hour after high tide the way was blocked by exposed reef flat, so we went around and soon found ourselves racing the fast-falling water. The camping area is surrounded by a broad reef flat and is exposed from mid-tide. We reached the beach with just enough water to protect the gel coat!

The campsite is basic (no facilities) but very scenic – it would be worth staying here more days than the single night we spent. The afternoon NE sea breeze sighed in the casuarinas and at least 8 whales frolicked offshore during the course of the afternoon.

Sunset from our camp among the casuarinas on Cockermouth Island

Sunset from our camp among the casuarinas on Cockermouth Island

Carlisle Island – Day 3

Following a trend of leaving even earlier, we departed at 0715, in order to travel before the predicted NE breeze. There was very little wind and we reached Brampton Roads (the channel between Brampton and Carlisle Islands) just after the tide began to ebb. A strong current was sweeping past the island so it was preferable to aim straight for the channel – as it was we had paused to take in the view at the wrong place and realised we were getting swept away from the channel.

Brampton Roads had a lot of coral just inside the channel, turtles and a Long Tom fish that leapt a good 3m in the air in pursuit of a smaller fish. We reached the campsite in 2hrs (13km), located opposite Brampton Island resort. It is the Taj Mahal of national park campsites, with a shelter, many tables, a tank (presently unconnected & empty), gas BBQ (no gas) and toilet tucked away behind a big scrub turkey mound. The snorkelling in the channel was interesting – the coral had long since made way for sea weed and there were a large number of very spiny sea urchins – not to be comfortably undertaken at low tide. The view north to the Smith Group, over turquoise seas, was glorious and swimming off the sandy beach a delight.

The tide went out and exposed a long curved sand flat, along which we strolled with our empties to collect water from the resort (I phoned ahead to organise this the week before). More relaxation ensued and a magnificent sunset before an early night.

View across to Brampton Island

View across to Brampton Island

The tide goes out a long way!

The tide goes out a long way!

Another amazing sunset from the shelter!

Another amazing sunset from the shelter!

Goldsmith Island – Day 4

With the high tide occurring a bit later each day, we left as the tide was still rising (but not too far out), resulting in a slight wind-against-tide effect, and we finally had a southerly wind and were able to use the sails for the first time (<10 knots ESE). We paddled out to an unusual formation called the Thumb and Fingers, which looked a bit like the Opera House. After the tide turned the seas flattened out, just before we reached the channel between Goldsmith and Linne islands.

We were expecting some current here as the charts warned of tidal eddies, and as we approached the far end of the channel we could see some white water on what had been otherwise flat seas. Quickly packing away the sails, we cautiously approached and realised we had tidal overfalls – standing waves breaking back towards us (into the current). We skirted through the lowest part of this and shot out the end of the channel doing 6 knots, while just paddling enough to point in the right direction! The water was swirling and there were big areas of upwelling.

Around the corner in Roylen Bay, the camping area had a view over another beautiful turquoise sea. Parks had recently mowed a number of clearings in the tough grass for campsites and a track round to the toilet (festooned at night by great big orb-weaving spiders, positioned at head height), but the table promised in the brochure had disappeared. Soon the skies clouded over and we had a couple of hour’s rain and winds gusting down through the gap in the hills behind us. Several yachts returning from Race Week made a run for the shelter of the bay.

Sailing past Thumb &amp; Fingers

Sailing past Thumb & Fingers

Sailing the Smith Group

Sailing the Smith Group

Storm coming through &amp; sheltering yachts

Storm coming through & sheltering yachts

Thomas Island – Days 5 & 6

The weather forecast predicted increasing winds over the next few days so we decided to forgo the rest day on Goldsmith and make a run for the next group of island – the Lindeman group. We departed to cloudy skies and a 10 knot SE wind, and the clouds soon started piling up behind us. The wind began to freshen as we passed the cliffs of Silversmith Island.

Picking up the pace we made a run for Thomas Island and landed at Naked Lady Beach after a very fast last 5km. The clouds parted around us but the winds continued to build, so we ended up spending 2 nights in this former camping area. A large amount of very convenient driftwood planks made handy furniture, but also attested to this beach’s slightly exposed position and we watched the whitecaps marching past the entrance to the bay.

With the storm past, we went for a swim – standing in the water Neil noticed a ropy structure and wondered why someone had left behind a perfectly good anchor and chain. As he reached down I called out “Don’t touch that!” allowing the large stingray, whose tail he was about to grab, to escape. Every time I went for a swim that ray was there, turning round and peering at me with little beady eyes.

The tide fell to expose an extensive reef flat over most of the beach. Big black sea slugs abounded and schools of little fish made patterns as the were pursued by bigger fish.

Landing at Thomas Island

Landing at Thomas Island

Lurking stingray

Lurking stingray

Really big sea slugs

Really big sea slugs

Lindeman Island – Days 7 & 8

After 2 nights the forecast predicted that the winds would return to their more usual 10-15 knot SE, and indeed the caps seemed to have dropped a bit. We ventured out of the bay and into seas up to 1.5m and capping. This was mainly in the vicinity of the first point on the south side of Thomas Island, after that the seas were smaller and the wind dropped right off. Brown gannets hovered overhead and plunged down into the schools of fish as we passed south of Keyser Island.

We sailed and surfed the following sea around the bottom of Shaw Island, then around to the southern side of Lindeman Island where the Club Med resort was located. The friendly water sports staff met us on the beach and we collected some more water and declined the invitation to stay for lunch, feeling a bit untidy and underdressed.

A fast run with the tide up the west side of Lindeman Island brought us to the campsite at Boat Port. There was a tide race on the NW corner of the island that gave us a good ride. This bay is the original landing used during the construction of the resort in the 1920’s – materials were offloaded here and carted across the island. The roads remain as a system of well-maintained walking tracks.

Boat Port camp has a wonderful outlook across to Little Lindeman Island and Pentecost Island (see banner pic above). The serenity is broken only by airplanes flying over to land on Hamilton Island. We arrived at lunchtime, a couple of hours after high tide, and were resting at the shady table when a well-exercised couple ran up and looked slightly surprised to find campers there. We found that people staying in resorts don’t usually realise that camping is possible on the islands and that we were holidaying on $5 per night!

Next day we took to the walking tracks in the cool of the morning, walking up Mt Oldfield to take in the 360 degree views, then spent the afternoon swimming and relaxing with a book.

Rounding the western side of Lindeman Island

Rounding the western side of Lindeman Island

View from Mt Oldfield

View from Mt Oldfield

Packing on the rising tide

Packing on the rising tide

Whitsunday Island – Chance Bay – Days 9 & 10

By now the high tides were occurring later in the morning – nearly lunchtime, so the carry down to the beach was a bit longer than previous and we were trying to judge where the water would reach in the time it took us to pack. As it was the kayaks had just started to float as we were sealing up the hatches and the banjo sharks (rays) scattered as we paddled off.

Out by Pentecost Island the turtles and dolphins were clearly visible in the glassy seas. We crossed the strait between the Lindeman group and Whitsunday Group and turned past some smaller islands towards Hamilton Island. The further north we travelled the closer the islands appeared and the busier the seas became. As we approached Hamilton Island a noisy jet-ski tour sped past us and we decided to leave the sails up even though we had just passed into the lee of the island – we wanted to be as visible as possible.

Mirror seas off Pentecost Island

Mirror seas off Pentecost Island

Let’s not mix our kayaks up with this hire fleet on Catseye Bay!

Let’s not mix our kayaks up with this hire fleet on Catseye Bay!

Rounding a final headland the hotel towers of Hamilton Island reared up ahead of us like a mini-GoldCoast, in stark contrast to the islands we felt we had almost to ourselves for the past week. Landing in Catseye Bay amid some rather slimy seaweed, we changed into dry clothes and headed into the resort. The main purpose was to wash our clothes, ourselves and collect some more fresh food, since we had by now made a bit of space in the kayaks.

The shops and laundromat are on the marina side of the island and we caught the free shuttlebus, getting a tour of the resort, before realising it was more direct to walk. After the washing, we had lunch out but soon departed – it seemed so crowded after our deserted isles and we didn’t want to leave our kayaks unattended on the busy beach for too long.

We crossed to the Whitsunday side of the channel, initially with a tail wind, but that soon fell and a NE sprung up as we crossed Turtle Bay. The last 5km we spent punching into a head wind, finally round the point into Chance Bay mid-afternoon. A large bombie off the point moved as we skirted it, revealed to be one of the largest turtles I’ve ever seen!

Chance Bay is another idyllic setting; in fact I think it was the most attractive of the bays we camped on, closely followed by Cockermouth Island and Maureen’s Cove. The snorkelling is not a patch on Maureen’s though – Chance Bay is a sandy beach, but is good swimming and access at all tides, and is not a long carry for the kayaks.

The campsite is up on the hillside above the beach – great view but the first step is a doozie! Don’t hang your washing over the railing – the bull ants love damp clothes.

The next day we decided to spend another day at Chance Bay – up until then we had been slightly ahead of our itinerary, but coming into busier campsites it seemed a good idea to be actually on the day we were booked for. We also were suddenly reluctant to move into the busier areas and relished our peace and quiet. At 0700 this was suddenly disturbed by the arrival of Scamper, the inter-island ferry, who offloaded a small excavator and work crew of two men. They moved the excavator up above the tide line then inexplicably sat down for the rest of the day.

Chance Bay

Chance Bay

Planes &amp; boats - getting a bit busy

Planes & boats - getting a bit busy

From then on the beach got busy – float planes and yacht tenders landing, plus a couple of tour boats. It seems that Whitehaven Beach – just a couple of kilometres away over the ridge, was a bit choppy and these planes and boats couldn’t land. People kept wandering in to camp and asking us if this was the way to Whitehaven Beach (“No”). Later, after they had all gone, we wandered up to the work crew and asked what they were up to – it turned out they were putting a track through to Whitehaven!

Whitsunday Island – Whitehaven Beach – Day 11

This was the morning we were to paddle Solway Passage, a strait we had heard described as one of the most daunting of the Whitsundays, so we approached it with some trepidation. The forecast was for north easterlies and the tide was flooding from the north until 1230, so in the morning we would have both wind and tide against us, but by the afternoon the wind would be stronger and the tide would be against the wind. Deciding the morning to be most favourable, we departed around 1030, as the current would be decreasing. We snuck around a small island past a delightful little secluded beach, and entered the Passage, keeping as close to the side as possible. We must have picked up an eddy as we shot through against both current & 10 knot breeze, going almost as fast as the small yacht motoring in the centre of the passage!

It was choppy around the corner, then we were around and arriving at busy Whitehaven Beach. We arrived right in the middle of a departing kayaking school group, of about 14 people, mostly in doubles.

Solway Passage - not so bad!

Solway Passage - not so bad!

Sun setting over Whitsunday Island

Sun setting over Whitsunday Island

We found a good campsite with a view of the beach and settled in to watch the passing parade – Scamper dropping off and picking up people, and later a large kayak club group arrived and camped further down the beach.

Hook Island – Hook Island Resort – Day 12

Whitehaven Beach at dawn was much more picturesque and tranquil than on the previous day. As we packed the kayaks we were approached by a women who had hired a sit on top and had been told she could paddle anywhere on it. She wanted to paddle to Chance Bay but seemed unsure of where it was. We explained the unsuitability of attempting to take a sit on top the 8km to Chance Bay through Solway Passage. Apparently we were not the first kayakers to tell her this and she was being picked up that afternoon so hopefully she was convinced.

A light tailwind picked up and we sailed along Whitehaven over crystal clear waters towards Hill Inlet. As we neared, it became apparent there was several boatloads of backpackers dropped off there to relax on the beach and walk up to the lookout. Fortunately they were not in the water, for as we approached the shore several dozen stingrays scattered. More stingrays in one place than I had ever seen.

Relaxed sailing along Whitehaven Beach

Relaxed sailing along Whitehaven Beach

Hill Inlet

Hill Inlet

We landed near a group of young men, and after chatting about what we were doing we persuaded them to help move our kayaks up away from the rising tide. The view from the lookout was amazing and well worth the short walk, though I felt very overdressed (and a bit warm) in my long sleeved paddling gear next to all the shirtless and sunburnt northern hemisphere backpackers – I got a few funny looks!

On returning to the kayaks it was obvious that we has overestimated how high the tide would come – the kayaks were about 80m from the water and our helpers had disappeared. The wheels came into their own on the ‘reasonably’ flat and firm sand and we were soon underway again.

Paddling along the eastern side of Whitsunday Island we again caught up with the school group and stopped for a chat. Then at the top of the island we came across a trio of Western Australians in hire boats who were missing their own boats and having trouble making way against both the tides and the winds.

Passing through Hook Passage with the last of the flood tide we pulled into the low key Hook Island Resort and took a ensuite room as a break from camping. There we enjoyed a lunch and dinner that had not previously been dehydrated, plus a couple of beers. The snorkelling in front of the resort has some very nice coral but is not a patch on our next stop.

Hook Island Resort

Hook Island Resort

Hook Island – Maureen’s Cove – Days 13 & 14

We had a leisurely start the next day, in anticipation of the breakfast that was included in our room rate, and supposed to start at 0730. We didn’t want to hang around too late as slack water in Hook Passage was at 0700, so the longer we delayed the stronger the current against us. The staff however, seemed to have other ideas and was clearly keeping ‘island time’ – the mechanic was up but the house staff had had a late night and was sleeping in. Perhaps people wanting a 0730 breakfast were unusual! Eventually he appeared, we ate a hearty breakfast – cereal, fruit, yoghurt, toast – makes a change from a small bowl of porridge!

On our previous trip to the Whitsundays 4 years ago, a frisky little breeze behind us caused us to reach the Pinnacle before slack water and we were committed to rounding it with steep waves standing up behind us – a scary experience to the novices we were then. This time was vastly different – a calm day, no waves, and we were able to play in close to the rocks and pass between them where there was a tiny ‘horizontal waterfall’ only a few centimetres high.

We spent some time checking out the corals in the next few bays before coming around into Maureen’s Cove, where we expected to find VSKC members the Woollards, Chicks and Sharps. We had been exchanging Spot announcer signals with Peter Sharp and felt we would be expected. The camp was very quiet, no-one visible, just the 3 double Sea Bears. Neil went up the beach to the camp, and greeted the group who were engrossed in lunch preparations – and was surprised that Peter flat out didn’t recognise him! Admittedly he was sporting 2 weeks growth of face fuzz and was about 4kg lighter but still!

We spent an enjoyable 2 days with the group, snorkelling, reading and enjoying the sunset over snacks and scotch.

Rounding the Pinnacle in perfect conditions

Rounding the Pinnacle in perfect conditions

Rock formation “The Woodpile”

Rock formation “The Woodpile”

Snorkelling the northern side of Hook Island

Snorkelling the northern side of Hook Island

Hook Island – Steen’s Beach – Days 15 & 16

With the forecast again predicting strengthening SE winds we moved around to Steen’s Beach the next afternoon (a huge distance of 4km), so that we would have a good view of the crossing to Armit Island. We left in the afternoon as this was when the tide would be approaching high – the reef at Steen’s is not passable when the tide is too low.

By the afternoon the wind was quite brisk and coming around one point a gust nearly blew the paddle out of my hand. With the forecast sounding about the same for the next day, it was looking unlikely we would be departing yet as we had a 20km crossing between Hook and Double Cone Island and didn’t fancy doing it in +20knot winds.

This indeed was the case so we stayed put, to be greeted by the Woollards and Chicks the following afternoon (the Sharps had left 2 days previously to go to Curlew Beach).

Steen’s Beach sunset, looking towards Gloucester Island

Steen’s Beach sunset, looking towards Gloucester Island

Saddleback Island – Day 17

John, Annie, Tony and Jill got up extra early to make sure we did in fact leave and went in our promised direction. The tide was almost high and the flood tide carried us out of the channel, then it turned and we had both wind and tide from the SE. It got a little bit lumpy out in the channel but we kept on course for Double Cone and eventually were able to rest in the lee of the island.

The last 7km into Armit Island were less lumpy as the water was a bit shallower. Once again the ‘shortcut’ had closed off a couple of hours after high tide and we had to go the long way around. We arrived before 11am, having done nearly 30km. The campsite is located in a rather picturesque bay with small knolls of soft corals, though the campsite itself is quite bare – quite a dry looking island and the advertised toilet had disappeared. We decided to have lunch early so we sat and ate under a shady tree and contemplated the mainland, which was now quite close, and how we had nearly reached the end of our journey.

Saddleback Island is situated around a peninsula at the eastern approach to Gloucester Passage. The campsite is situated on a small point on the southwest corner of the island and the “100 Magic Miles” book describes it as possibly containing a large number of death adder snakes.

Armit Island - nice beach, but arid camp

Armit Island - nice beach, but arid camp

Final sunset over the mainland, from Saddleback Island

Final sunset over the mainland, from Saddleback Island

As we approached it a reef of spiky rock stretched out towards us. It was low tide and still early afternoon so I suggested that if it wasn’t landable on the other side we might perhaps go on. Neil looked a bit doubtful at this suggestion after 44km, but fortunately a nice sandy/coral gravel beach greeted us. The campsite had a nice table under a big shady tree, with views across to Gloucester Island. No death adders disturbed us.

Bowen – Day 18

Our final day and we were keen to get going but regretful to be finishing at the same time. The flood tide was either assisting us in Gloucester Passage or neutral and we sped towards the final open crossing.

Bowen is a very low-lying town and is located behind an island, so it was impossible to see 20km out by Gloucester Island. We navigated westward by compass across a fairly shallow body of water and even when we got close were still debating the correct way through. Not until you get around the island can you actually see the town, though some of the outlying ‘suburbs’ are visible to the north and south.

We came in at the marina, which has the patch of sandy, firm mud closest to Harbour Lights Caravan Park. Neil deployed the wheels again and I walked up and booked us into a cabin. We brought up the other kayak and unpacked, then enjoyed a welcome shower and a big pub hamburger, before Neil caught the bus back to Mackay to collect the car – he was back at Bowen by 730pm. Two and a half weeks and nearly 300km of paddling retraced by a 3 ½ hour bus ride!

 
The route - 13 day’s mostly leisurely paddling

The route - 13 day’s mostly leisurely paddling

 

Planning, Logistics and other important matters

The Whitsundays are a very accessible area for kayaking and can be done as a longer trip like this, or in a very leisurely fashion – you can even get dropped off by Scamper to avoid crossing between islands and can organise food drops.

Time of Year

We left at the end of August and finished in mid-September. This is probably the most forgiving time of year – it was warm, the trade winds are dropping off, but it is not yet stinger season (starts in October) and the bugs weren’t too bad – we had sandflies and mozzies but not march flies.
Note: Since this trip the sharks in Cid Harbour (which we didn’t visit) and Irukandji jellyfish have become an issue.

Weather

Even with the comparatively mild September conditions, you still need the means to forecast the weather. We took a sideband radio and listened to the scheduled weather forecasts each day. Telstra phones worked at most campsites (not on the far side of Whitsunday & Hook) and provided a backup if we needed a forecast at unscheduled times.
(How times have changed! Now we use Meteye - coverage still not available on the far side of Whitsunday & Hook Islands though.)

The dominant weather pattern in ‘winter’ is SE winds, but by September there are some days of NE winds and generally the winds are stronger in the afternoon. Wind direction depends on whether there is a low pressure trough passing or a high pressure ridge extending from a High over the southern states. Most days we were on the water fairly early when the winds are least – between about 0630 and 0745.

Route Planning and Tides

When planning when to leave and when to paddle the tides are very important – make sure you start with the predicted tides for Mackay / Shute Harbour / Bowen as they make a big difference to your comfort landing and departing. Ideally you want to travel around high tide so you minimise carrying your gear. Some beaches are not landable at low tide (Cockermouth, Steen’s) and some will involve a long carry (Lindeman, Carlisle). Most paddling days we travelled on average 16-20km, or about 2.5-3 hours, so leaving just before high tide meant landing just after high tide.

The other consideration concerning tides is direction of the current – the flooding (rising) tide flows south, and the tide ebbs (falling tide) towards the north. The tide range is bigger near Mackay than in the north, so the currents can potentially be stronger, though we were in that area when the tide range was at its smallest (neap tides), so currents only became a consideration through passages and around points or when the wind and tide were opposing.

Once I had an idea of when to go, I plotted the route on Garmin’s Mapsource (now Homeport) software and then downloaded the distances and bearings into a spreadsheet. Adding tide times and heights, I could check that the distances and timing were optimum. I carried hard copy laminated charts (with tide info annotated) and Neil had the route and campsite waypoints uploaded to his GPS.

Water

As the weather was warming up we used close to the full 5 litres per person per day. We carried 29 litres each – 2x 10l & 1x 6l MSR bags and 3l Camelback. Carry water as close to the centre of your kayak as possible – I had the 3 litre behind my seat, 10 litres in the day hatch, 6 litres below my knees in the cockpit (secured by bungee) and 10 litres in the front hatch against the bulkhead (just forward of my feet). The kayak (Nadgee Solo) felt heavy in the water but very stable.

We topped up our supplies at resorts – they were all reasonably welcoming to kayakers except Hayman Island who do not want outside visitors. They were not part of our water replenishment plan. In addition, yachties have desal plants on board and will often offer water, and we picked up several litres from departing backpackers at Whitehaven. In all we probably were carrying more weight in water than was necessary in the early part of the trip but felt secure in our supply.

Food

We ate well and never felt hungry, but we did lose a few kilos each (intended!). Aside from replenishing the cheese and tomatoes at Hamilton Island we carried all 18 days food (plus some spares) without a food drop.

Breakfast - porridge with sultanas, but varied on a couple of rest days with pancakes (Shaker mix – just add water), with dried stewed apricots (soaked in water & heated up).

Lunch – 4 VitaWheat biscuits with tomato, cheese and avocado when we had it, and tuna or salmon when we were out of fresh food. Tomatoes last well if they have the stalks still in them and avocados can travel for a week provided they are not squashed up too much!

Dinner – a variety of dehydrated meals, all based around various mince meats (beef, chicken, lamb) with a sauce and vegetables, cooked up at home and dehydrated overnight. Use mince – very important!!! Strips / cubes of meat do not rehydrate well (a bit like the joke about cooking a galah up with a stone – boil until the stone is done then throw the galah away). Bolognaise sauce rehydrates exceptionally well. If you have beans / chick peas allow a bit more time. We usually started ‘soak time’ at around 4pm for 6pm dinner. The meat dish was teamed with appropriate source of carbohydrate (rice, couscous, pasta, mashed potato). Allow about 150 – 200g mince per person when cooking, depending on your size and how strenuous you paddle days will be (we would have been closer to the 150g). We have been using packet sauce bases in some meals but are now tending towards entirely home-made sauces / flavours. Each meal (for 2) was stored in a ziplock bag – use good quality ones else the sharp bits of dried mince tear holes in the bag and at the bottom of your dry bag you will find ‘pot luck’ a mixed bag of your last few days meals!

Snacks – on the water we had a scroggin mix of nuts, seeds and dried fruit (small ziplock bag size – about 140 - 200g per paddling day). For onshore we had a few luxuries – cheese, tinned oysters, fruit leather (home-made). We also had extra dried fruit medley in case we wanted dessert but were seldom that hungry. The big decision was alcohol – we didn’t take any (Really! Truly!). We just didn’t think we could fit it in or would have to sacrifice food or water. We did have a drink at Hook Island Resort and helped out Annie & Jill with their bottles of scotch – a small tipple at sunset. Generally though it was a mostly dry trip, we didn’t miss it and felt very healthy!

Looking after yourself

On any expedition you need to take care that you stay in good shape and are able to complete the trip. Don’t bite off more than you can chew with paddle distances – even if you are on a tight schedule plan your stages so that you have rest days (it is a holiday after all!) and also can make up time if you have to take weather days.

Look after your back – this means around camp and when moving your kayak. The Nadgee wheels are great but if the sand is soft / beach steep you may have to unload and carry some gear. If you have a very heavy kayak such as a hired double you may need more than two people to carry it empty, let alone full. This may determine the minimum size of your group. We also took ‘noodles’ for use as rollers on gravelly beaches – they were useful at Maureen’s Cove and Saddleback Island in particular and helped to protect the gel coat.

Look after your skin – (1) Bugs – protect yourself against march flies, mosquitoes (there was a dengue fever outbreak in Qld that year) and possibly sandflies. Use long sleeves, pants and repellent. Even so I got a few bites but with a daily Telfast I avoided the usual itching.
(2) Plants – there are stinging plants in the vine forests – it is probably better to stay on the tracks or walk on the beach.
(3) Hygiene – you are unlikely to be able to have a freshwater wash often, but there are alternatives. Getting all the bug spray , sunscreen and salt off each night will help keep your skin healthy, avoid chafing and keep your off water clothes & bedding nice for longer. Wilderness Wash in salt water is one method, but you are still salty. I prefer to use those moist towelettes / facial wipes, though they don’t work on hair! The shower at the marina on Hamilton Island was welcome!
(4) Sunscreen & protective clothing – as you would at home.

Booking campsites

The national parks campsites can be booked on line except at that time, for St Bees & Cockermouth Islands – I had to phone up Mackay or Airlie Beach for those. I ended up booking all mine over the phone with the ranger at Airlie Beach. Campsites were $5 per person per night. Except on Hook Island and Whitehaven Beach we had the campsites to ourselves – at the start and end we were a day or so out from our itinerary, but in the busy areas we tried be there on the day we had booked for. This is particularly important if you are in a big group – some school and club groups were travelling with 10 or more people and tended to overwhelm campsites.

From talking to the ranger, their attitude at that time was that if you can’t be exactly where you have booked due to the weather, then that is better than putting yourself in danger. Aside from the guys working at Chance Bay and Whitehaven Beach we didn’t see any national parks staff, and those weren’t checking permits, but there were rangers about as somebody was trimming the grass and topping up the toilet paper at various sites (& doing burning off at St Bees the week after we were there).

Resources:
Corfelt, D. 2004. 100 Magic Miles of the Great Barrier Reef: the Whitsunday Islands (7th Ed.).

Cairns to Seisia (Cape York) 2019

Phil Woodhouse

Phil Woodhouse

BY PHIL WOODHOUSE

Lyndon Anderson – Skua
Mark Jennings – Rosco Kayaks, Southern Raider & Paddling Perfection, SeaBear
Stu Baker – Penguin Kayaks, ’Torres’
Philip Woodhouse – Mirage 582


As part of a veteran’s adventure rehabilitation program run by Mates Hero Help and Lyndon, we departed Cairns on July 1, 2019 and headed north for Cape York. Lyndon and Mark had done the trip 16-years ago from Cooktown, but this time we all decided that we wanted to see the Far North Queensland (FNQ) coast from Cairns northward to Cooktown. Having said that, Lyndon had run sea-kayaking trips along this section of coast several times before and was familiar with it and its hazards.

From my perspective, the coast in this region is spectacular. The razor-back hills and tropical vegetation come down to the sea, creating an incredible contrast of thick rainforest with mottled rich dark shades of green, which intersect abruptly a shimmering sea, coloured with contrasting blues, greys and turquoise. By the second day we arrived at Wonga Beach, where Mark and I chose to go on a 500-metre portage over and through a rock garden to the beach and set up camp. Lyndon and Stu decided to wait several hours and just let their kayaks float to the beach.

Under the lush palm trees and vegetation at Wonga Beach, Stu swapped out his Penguin Kayaks ’Torres’ for Mark’s SeaBear that we organised to be dropped up at the location by Dave Sterritt, from Townsville. Mark then decided he would like to paddle the Torres, so he swapped his Southern Raider for Stu’s Torres.

Cape Tribulation

Cape Tribulation

Cape Tribulation

Cape Tribulation

The next day we paddled past the Daintree River mouth and then Cape Tribulation. After Cape Tribulation easy access sandy beaches were a premium because, as can be seen on the charts, there is a rock shelf that guards the beaches and exposes at low tides. The rock ledge with the tides we were experiencing, exposed a wall up to 0.6-metres high. Additionally we were faced with long portages once we got onto of the rock shelves. We found a way through the rock shelf maze near Donovan Point, but found the only suitable camping spot backed onto a deep creek. Looking at the only ideal campsite along the beach, we were certain the creek would be home to a salty. Moving on we approached Cowie Beach in the early evening, but could not get past the 200-metre wide rock shelf that was 700-metres from the beach.

We unloaded the camping equipment from the kayaks and walked back and forwards to the beach, setting up camp while waiting for the incoming tide to float the kayaks past the rock shelf to the 500-metres of sand flats. By 6:30 p.m. in the gathering dark, we had enough water to get the kayaks past the obstructions. We put the wheels on and portage the kayaks across the sand flats to the beach and our tents.

Portage at Cowie Beach

Portage at Cowie Beach

North of Cowie Beach, the vegetation changed from lush rainforest to scrubby dry Queensland bush, but it was still a delight to behold from the water. At Archer Point we landed, however a fisherman’s four-wheel drive vehicle caught fire and set the surrounding grasslands and bush on fire. After tracking the fire’s progress we relocated from our preferred campsite to a position where we would not be trapped by the fire. Moving on, we landed at a beautiful beach at Quarantine Bay then rounded the coast and paddled up the Endeavour River to Cooktown. Until this time, during the days the steady state wind was generally SE 10-knots in the morning and rising to SE 15–20-knots in the afternoon. We had some light rain and overcast days but generally by the afternoon it was quite sunny.

At Cooktown we took a day off to repair two of the kayaks, as they needed fibreglass patching. My kayak had been cracked open at the seam-line, where one of the team accidentally rammed his stern into my midships. Mark by this time had enough of paddling the Torres with its quirks, so went back to his SeaBear. He spent sometime trying to find out how water was leaking into his rear hatch and getting past the bulkhead into his day hatch. He also modified the rear deck to secure the kayak wheels to. Lyndon’s 22-year old Skua was the only serviceable one at this stage of the expedition..

After a morning repairing the kayaks, we sorted our provisions and water for the next major stage to Portland Roads. For this second stage, we took vitals for fourteen days. I carried 39-litres of potable water, mostly in MSR Dromedary bags. I used two 10-litre, one six-litre and one four-litre Dromedary bags as well two-litre and one-litre water canisters. I found the six-litre Dromedary bag, fitted nicely behind my rudder pedal bar in the cockpit and did not become dislodged. Mark used multiple two and one litre soft drink bottles for his water.

Before departing Cooktown a Yachty approached me and informed me that it was blowing 20–30 knots out past Cape Bedford, which was 30-kilometres away. After rounding Cape Bedford we got into the lee of the wind; and here I was informed of a route change. Instead of going around to Elim Beach we crossed over to Low Wooded Island in quite boisterous conditions. Unbeknown to me, Lyndon had lost his chart overboard rounding Cape Bedford with the charted route to Low Wooded Island. After Lyndon consulted the Navionics chart, we set out on a compass bearing into the two to three metre seas with no visual navigation references. Having no visual navigational references, we all knew that we would drift to the west of our destination, but we were looking for a navigation feature. Once we found our reference feature, Conical Rock that was 10-kilometres out from the cape, we were able to work out our drift and make a dead-reckoning correction to the destination 7-kilometres away, that was still not visible. By this stage the Mirage 582’s cockpit was a swimming pool due to the cockpit coaming coming away from the deck: so much for Mirage Kayaks motto printed on the deck: “Expedition Proven”!

At this point I should point out how I like to navigate. I prefer a chart and or map on my deck, of the route and a deck compass. I also carry a Silva baseplate compass in my PFD pocket. I do not rely on my GPS as I had a waterproof device that leaked on one of my Bass Strait crossing, rendering it useless. I still carry a GPS for my check-navigation and plot but turn it on as required. I also carry my waterproof GPS in a waterproof clear bag.

On reaching our destination we searched for a route through the coral to the beach to enable us to launch unimpeded the morning. Next morning we broke camp early and launched at first light without breakfast, so we could get past the coral reef. In overcast and strong winds conditions, we crossed over to Cape Flattery and did surf landings on the lee-shore. After breakfast and several attempts, we all got off the beach and headed for the Turtle Group of islands.

By time we had crossed over to the islands the cloud had gone and the wind had become light. We admired this beautiful part of FNQ as we sat on a tropical uninhabited island looking at turquoise blue waters, white sand and palm trees. The only draw back was that you could not go down to the waters edge. That afternoon we repaired the kayak’s hull damage, which they all obtained on the reef of Low Wooded Island.

We continued north and visited Coquet Island and camped on Leggatt Island. The next day while heading to Barrow Point, my bow pearled and picked up a yellow sea snake. After Barrow Island we followed the coast to Hales Beach. Along the way we saw brumbies and wild pigs as well as many Leatherback turtles.

By day-10, we reached the granite features at Cape Melville and the famous H2O sign painted onto the granite boulder. I first saw this sign in a picture in Wild Magazine in the 1990s and had always wanted to go there. After picking up fresh water, we crossed the 25-kilometres of Bathurst Bay to the Flinders Island Group near Bathurst Head.

Cape Melville H2O

Cape Melville H2O

This area had abundant marine life as well as a host of biting insects. On Wurrima––Flinders Island––there are two water tanks and a concrete pad covered area with picnic tables and chairs. We spent a day exploring the islands before starting our multi-day island hopping crossing of Princess Charlotte Bay and up to the Chester River. The small islands along this route predominantly had northerly facing sandy spit beaches and crystal clear water over the reefs. At one island, Mark had a shark wanting to be his friend, as it followed directly behind him along his meandering course for quite some distance and time.

On route to Stainer Island we encountered strong cross-currents. The waters here are funnelled by the large reefs––Stuntip, Grub, & Hedge––that lay to seaward. When we got to Stainer Island and its solitary tree, we discovered that we would be extremely close (one to two metres) from the water’s edge when we set up camp, due to the large tide. Pushing on in the late afternoon we approached another Island. As part of our standard operating procedure for landings, we sat off the beach on the water and reconnoitred the beach and surrounds. On this occasion, we counted multiple large crocodile drag marks up and down the sand. “So”, we all thought to ourselves, “where are they?” In the gathering darkness we paddled to the lee-shore, reconnoitred and landed.

Part of our risk management plan (RMP), was to land and get off the water as quickly as possible. We carried a single axel set of wheels with a V-block midway between the wheels. The wheels on this were made of solid soft rubber that did not need inflating. While one person stood watch at the back of the kayaks armed with his trusty paddle, the other two would attach the wheels to the stern. We would all then wheel the kayaks up the beach. Another important part of our risk management plan was, once getting off the water we would not go back to the waters edge. When it came to launching, we always tried to launch away from where we landed, to avoid repetition and getting ambushed by a Salty.

However, in a psychological attempt to help us sleep at night––since we were so unavoidably close to the water’s edge––we harboured the kayaks between the water and the tents and with whatever vegetation was available, to create a ‘noise’ warning barrier. At night when we moved around, we always swept the area we were travelling to with our torches and informed the others of our intentions.

Pelican Island

Pelican Island

The next day we continued on to the Chester River region of the coast. When planning we had considered camping on some of the other islands but they were now all surrounded with thick mangroves. Lyndon and Mark were amazed at how much the vegetation had increased around the islands in sixteen years. This meant that the once viable camping options had become high-risk areas through the presence of estuarine crocodiles.

Of note was one island that had a three-metre high steep sloping soft white sand beach, leading to a flat grassy area that was ideal for camping. Unfortunately for us, there were crocodile drag marks present. Crossing to a place north of Chester River, we lost all wind and associated following sea. We sweltered in the humid heat and ground out the strokes to get across to the coast. As we crossed over to the mainland, we admired the Great Dividing Range in the background, with its isolation and hundreds of kilometres of mangroves and waterways in the foreground. To cool down I did think of rolling my kayak, but in the calm warm water, there was the unknown presence of Irukandji and box jellyfish.

We landed well north of Chester River but discovered the beach backed onto mangrove swamps and the sandy beachfront had numerous crocodile tracks. Heading northward we saw kangaroo, cattle, pig and brumby tacks. As for marine life, there were many turtles. We stayed close to the beach, about 30-metres off, as we reconnoitred for a campsite.

Camp at ?Orford Ness

Camp at ?Orford Ness

At this stage of the afternoon the wind was cranking up and the waters were turbid. As we paddled along, a three-metre plus salty was traveling toward us, oblivious to our presence. In hindsight our initial reaction was rather amusing. This encounter had been researched, analysed and plan for, as part of our RMP; but when you have no way to defend yourself from a wild creature there is a moment of uncertainty in the possibilities and outcomes of the encounter. As per our RMP, we closed together and when the animal saw us it sank under the choppy turbid water. We calmly paddled on but looking over our shoulders to see if there was any hint of the creature. We joked that each of us, had a two-in-three chance of not being attacked.

The author, Cape Melville area

The author, Cape Melville area

With the tide dropping, the wind strength increasing and churning up the turbid water, we landed and floated/portage the kayaks above the high water mark. We unloaded the kayaks and walked a further 200-metres across a sandy wind-swept plain to a windbreak afforded by a large clump of bushes. Tragically from here along the coast all the way to Cape York, was an enormous quantity of plastic flotsam and jetsam on every beach.

The next day, the winds drove us towards the beach even though we were set at an acute angle to avoid the beach. As we yawed along the coast, we endeavoured to give the mouth of the Nesbit River as wide a berth as possible. The reason for this was to reduce the possibility of encountering salties.

At Cape Sidmouth my sail’s stub-mast snapped in two. It had been bent by the winds after we left Cooktown but the loads and metal fatigue cause it to fail in the strong winds. After making repairs we set off, but later Mark encountered rudder issues and my sail tore––as a result of the temporary repair. In the vicinity of Voaden Point, we realized the risk management “lemons” were stacking up against us. Lyndon, who was the only one not experiencing failures, decided that we should land early. We reconnoitred the long expanse of plastic littered beach, for a campsite and found shelter from the wind in the bushes. Here we did repairs to broken items and organised ourselves to continue the adventure north.

Our next destination was Cape Direction. With our now usual strong winds and two-metre seas we approached the cape. The winds dropped a bit, but we had enjoyable clapotis around May Rock and the cape. Landing on the weather shore, which was on the northern-side of the cape, we performed our usual back and forth portage routine without second thought. While sitting up on the hill overlooking the beach a very large crocodile surfaced and cruised past. Considering we were 16-kilometres from the Lockhart River, we were not surprised. This cape has amazing wind sculptured rock formations and fresh water in a reentrant between the two sides of the Cape. Just look at the vegetation and you will see the difference if you ever go there.

Next was a 28-kilometre crossing to Restoration Island. This island was named by Captain Bligh and was his first landing after being chased off the ‘Friendly Islands’ after the Fletcher Christian led mutiny. This is an amazing place. After negotiating three-metre standing waves that were created by both the wind and running tide we landed and were warmly welcomed by Peter, who lives on the island. After viewing the sights of the settlement, we went over to Chilli Beach and met up with Stu and Bridgette.

Cape Direction boulders

Cape Direction boulders

Because of Stu’s service related injuries he pulled out at Cooktown but then continued on northward to Cape York by road. Here they greeted us with cold beer and rib-eye steaks. We took the next day off and repaired the kayaks. We also picked up our postal packages of food from the Portland Roads Post Office.

After resupplying with ten-days food and water, we set off and passed the WW2 settlement of Portland Roads. We rounded Fair Cape and started looking for a campsite. After 45-minutes of walking up and down the beach we settled back at the spot we first dismissed. By this time the winds were definitely 25-knots and increasing. The sand, whipped up by the wind, grit blasted our bodies and covered our tents, although they were ‘sheltered’ behind the dunes. While trying to find a sheltered spot, Lyndon and I disturbed a Green Ants’ nest in the bushes. After performing the now famed ‘Fair Cape Slap Dance’ we sat down and enjoyed our meals with copious amounts of sand toppings.

Our next leg was a 42-kilometre crossing to Haggerstone Island and Gore Island. On the crossing we entered the Piper Group. This was a magical place with its abundant marine and bird life, turquoise-blue crystal clear waters that magnified the variegated and diverse corals below. Stopping on Farmer Island I was the last one to land.

Lyndon had done the beach reccy and was up on the grasslands that preceded the bushes and trees. Mark was still at the bow of his kayak getting snacks out. After I got out of my kayak and as I was walking through the shallow water up to the bow of my boat, to drag it up on the beach, I felt a powerful thump on my leg and heard the loud sound of a solid object hitting the kayak. In a nano-second my senses heightened and my mind raced as I tried to make sense of what was happening. At my feet, between my kayak and me, was a sandy speckled coloured crocodile. Both Lyndon and Mark also, did not see or hear the animal make its 30-metre dash from the grass, where it was hiding, down to the water. I do not know its length, but its mid-body girth was 35 to 40 centimetres wide. Only after we both departed ways, did I begin to understand what had just happened. The little fellow had come ashore about 40-metres from where we landed, but had moved through the grassland above where Lyndon and Mark came ashore. While Lyndon had walk off up the beach past the reptile, the creature made his dash for the water, but I just happened to be in its direct escape route.

Here is a good place to include our observations about the estuarine (a.k.a. salt-water, salty) crocodile, from this trip. We had all worked in areas inhabited by crocodiles. Before the trip I had done extensive reading and interviews with crocodile handlers. Lyndon had also performed updated research, as part of our risk management plan. A consolidated version of this research can be found in the book Sea Kayaking A Guide for Sea Canoeists.

Croc Watch

Croc Watch

In windy choppy conditions, crocodiles see you before you see them. In calm conditions you may only see the eyes and or eyes and nostrils as they watch you. Their skin colour matches the places where they inhabit. The crocodiles around the sandy islands were a sandy speckled brown colour and they blended into the grass patches. Crocodiles around the river mouths and mangrove areas were a darker brown colour. Where there were a lot of turtles, there was always crocodile sign. On Lyndon and Mark’s trip 16–years ago, they only once saw crocodile sign from Cooktown to Cape York and no sightings.

Continuing on with a bruised and scratched leg, we crossed to Haggerstone Island. This island has a private $1300 per day resort. After picking up fresh water and an enormous 1.5 kg lobster tail, we crossed over to Gore Island and looked for a campsite. We had a rest day here as it was an incredible spot and so isolated. I again repaired my ‘expedition proven’ Mirage 582’s faulty coaming but this time I used FixTech Fix2 instead of marine Sikaflex.

Crossing to Haggerstone Island

Crossing to Haggerstone Island

During the trip, Lyndon had a tube of Sikaflex rupture in his hands and got the sealant everywhere besides the job at hand. What he discovered was ‘wet wipes’ cleans the sealant off of your skin and gelcoat.

The next leg was 63-kilometres to Captain Billy’s Landing. We rounded Cape Grenville and admired the massive sand dunes that shone pure white like snow-covered mountains. I would have like to spend a day or two here exploring but the group decision was to go on. Crossing over to the MacArthur Island Group we had freshening winds and increasing size waves as the fetch increased. Twelve kilometres into the 22-kilometre crossing my right forward metal rudder pedal cable snapped on my ‘expedition proven’ Mirage 582. All this meant was, I lost the ability to trim out my kayak.

On reaching the group, we crossed a large lagoon with plentiful marine life, including many turtles and sharks. While crossing the lagoon, the tide was dropping and we soon banged our kayaks on oyster-covered rocks. Once we cleared the lagoon we landed on a beautiful high sandy island. I dragged my kayak up and replaced the broken cable and inspected the hull damage. Thinking the hull damage was only negligible I was ready to paddle. Lyndon inspected his kayak’s hull and also thought his boats damage was negligible.

A note about Lyndon’s 22-year old, 17-foot Skua. It was designed by Malcolm Cowell and built by Terry Wilmont. It is a heavy fibreglass and gelcoat layup. This type of construction–in my opinion–far out weighs any gains in lightweight construction methods for expedition paddling.

While I was repairing my ‘expedition proven’ Mirage 582, Lyndon explored MacArthur Island and photographed a Salty’s footprint that was bigger than the span of his hand. This is the same island that Arunus Pilka was attacked on 20-years before.

That afternoon we crossed to Captain Billy’s Landing and landed in the late afternoon. The next day we repaired the kayaks, because when we landed the evening before, we noticed how excessively heavy some of the kayaks were. On inspection we all found holes in our kayak’s hulls. The reasons for the damaged resulted from environmental protrusions through to the gel-coat being worn away in the areas where the bulkheads attach to the hull. The wear damage was especially evident in the ‘expedition proven’ Mirage 582’s thin gelcoat. Because of the construction method, the Mirage 582’s hull had numerous delaminations between the fibreglass and the composite woven mat material.

Kayak damage

Kayak damage

Once the thin gel-coat cracked, water seeped into the hatch spaces past the delaminated fibreglass and mat materials.

Other items that failed by this stage of the trip were Pelican Boxes. These waterproof containers were used to house the bilge pump batteries for both the Skua and SeaBear. The waterproof containers leaked. As a result the batteries failed thereby rendering their electric bilge pumps useless. To reduce the chance of pump failure, I have my battery in a Plano Guide Series waterproof case, mounted five centimetres off the day hatch floor on the forward bulkhead.

Seaworthy once again, the next day we set off for Ordford Ness. In strong to near gale force winds we had our bows pointing in a northeasterly direction in an attempt to paddle in a northerly direction. As we yawed along the coast, from my diary I note, that we entered into a confused sea and had waves breaking over our heads. Landing at False Ordford Ness we enjoyed the beautiful secluded beach and rainforest that came right down onto the high-water mark. We roamed the cliffs and found running fresh water soaks. Once again I had water in my front hatch! So the hunt went on to find the points of ingress.

We next crossed Orford Bay. During this crossing my repaired and reinforced stub-mast snapped in two. When I was performing “bush repairs” on the stub-mast at Chilli Beach, I noticed a potential failure mode and sure enough it eventuated. We continued for another two hours or more up the coast before landing. At this point in the trip we all knew how to do a quick repair and re-rig the sail and mast. Within 15-minutes we were back under way heading to Sadd Point. Here the once pristine tropic paradise beach was a plastic rubbish dump.

A comment on stub-masts is appropriate at this stage. I was using the standard stub-mast design that enables the mast, with sail attached, to slide on over the stub-mast. The stub-mast has the stays and up/down-haul halyards attached. The mast and sail have the sail’s halyard. Lyndon normally uses a Tasmanian Storm Sail design. This design is simple in that it does not require a stub-mast and its associated rigging. To raise the sail, all the paddler has to do is lean forward and place the mast through the deck at about the area of their feet––depending on how flexible they are. There is only one halyard and that is on the sail. After some pre-expedition sail experimentation, he chose to redesign the stub-mast to be of larger diameter than the mast. Therefore the stub-mast becomes a moveable receptacle for the sail and mast. This proved to be stronger than the regular design and at no stage did he have any issues in the strong winds with his stub-mast. However, after this trip he is going back to the Storm Sail design. Another big advantage of the Storm Sail is that if you capsize it is easier to discard the sail and self-rescue. The regular design is cumbersome to collapse under water and self-rescue; trust me I know! If you choose to use the standard stub-mast design, replace the rivets with bolts and nuts. Also use thick walled aluminium and or reinforce with stainless steel tubing.

On our voyage to Somerset Beach, we passed Turtle Island on the seaward side. At this stage my atrial fibrillation had set in and I struggled to make-way. Landing on Turtle Island for a break I was feeling exhausted. Wanting to be a team player and not hold up the team, I decided to push on. We proceeded to cross the 21-kilometres to Albany Pass assisted by a following sea of two to three metres. On approaching the Pass, we encountered a tidal race. The chart shows the race as having a 4.5-knot current. Surfing two to three metre waves, we made our way into the pass. At times we all estimated that some of the waves were around four-meters high as we surfed down them. Once inside the pass, we admired the scenery and landed at Somerset Bay for the night.

From Somerset Bay we caught the tide and cruised around to Cape York. Without paddling we were travelling at 13.6 km/h.

After taking on-water pictures, we landed in Frangipani Bay and walked up to “The Tip”. One tourist asked Lyndon where he had travelled from. When Lyndon told him, the man simply did not believe him. Paddling the last 28-kilometres to Seisia we had wind-on-tide then no wind. On the last 18-kilometres section, we saw 11 crocodiles. Once again the crocodiles on the rocks blended in. As there was no wind, the ones submerged up to their nostrils and eyes were relatively easy to spot.

At Seisia we calculated that we had travelled by kayak 1028 kilometres in 25-days. It was a brilliant trip with great mates. If it were not for the abundant stock of “snapping-handbags”, I would recommend this trip. At Seisia we later paddled around some of the islands but noticed a lot of crocodile sign and a 2.5-metre to three-metre croc cruising around. The company Sea Swift generously took our kayaks and Lyndon back to Cairns on their regular FNQ shipping run. I visited Thursday Island and Horn Island before flying back to Cairns.

Approaching Cape York

Approaching Cape York

A note on the not-for-profit, Mates Hero Help. The organisation was started by Lyndon Anderson and Michael Sheehan and provides adventure rehabilitation based sea kayaking activities. These activities are open to current serving and ex-Defence Force Personnel, as well as Police and all branches of Emergency Services Personnel. Adventure based rehabilitation actives are designed to positively challenge participants physically and psychologically. These activities are tailored to place the participants in a controlled, safe but foreign to them environment. It has been found that by facing a safe level of physical or psychological stress, and being pushed outside of their comfort zone, participants regain confidence and self-worth. The activities also build motivation, teamwork and trust and provide the participants with a goal to work towards and a reason to get out of bed in the morning.

 
Three at The Tip, Cape York

Three at The Tip, Cape York

 













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