After an extended lay-off from sea
kayaking due to injuries, a day out on the water with a couple of
friends was the best Christmas present a person who opts out of
Christmas could have.
Looking out from a sea cave
A few days after Christmas, I left Doug
with our two kayaks at Wimbie Beach and drove south to Mossy Point to
catch the local bus back. The beaches and roads were packed with
locals and holiday makers as it was already about 35 Celsius by 9 am.
Mike called just as I was getting on the bus, and, somewhat against
his better judgement was convinced to come kayaking instead of
getting chores done and drove down from Nelligen to meet us at Wimbie
Beach.
Doug and Mike at the incredibly calm Burrewarra Point
Amazingly, it was raining when we left
Wimbie Beach, big drops pushed along by squally winds and nearby
thunderstorms. We paddled south down the coast past familiar beaches
and headlands. The sky behind was dark grey and a brisk off-shore
wind was blowing. We quickly passed Mosquito Bay and Pretty Point,
and kayak sailed south to Jimmies Island. While the beaches were
teaming with people, the ocean was, as usual, empty. Lunch was taken
at Guerilla Bay while the wind dropped steadily.
Boom
Coming around Burrewarra Point the
ocean was glassy with hardly any swell and we paddled our kayaks into
all the little sea caves, clefts and passages that line this section
of coast. The water was so clear, our kayaks seemed to be floating
on glass, and the forests of kelp and seaweed swayed languidly in the
gentle swell.
Seaweed Gardens
Landing at Mossy Point after our half
day adventure I thought that the best days of our lives are never
spent in shopping malls, restaurants, cinemas, or cars. The days we
remember for ever are those spent out in the wild with good friends,
new and old. Opt out when ever you can, you'll never wish you
hadn't.
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