How can there be times on the water when selling my kayak becomes an imperative? Sunday, off the cliffs of Dover Heights, Vaucluse and Watson’s Bay, paddling in an unending washing machine created by SE swell, NE winds and rebound against a strong current was almost enough to bring me to that parting with all things kayak. The bouncy waters were challenging and the headwind called for focus on good paddle style but it was the unrelenting flow against us that was most debilitating. The mental effort needed to focus on each and every stroke without let-up or any moment of rest left me utterly drained.

As usual, there are no photos of that stretch. The closest were those I managed to take once safely inside the harbour
heading into Watson’s Bay and a welcoming party of mates.

The line up of kayaks at the start looked familiar. The 2 metre swell was impressive as it broke onto Cape Banks.
Stewart used the light southerly to get some sail assistance.

As the cloud cover burned off, the day heated, the light southerly dropped and gradually the nor’easter blew.
One paddler’s sea sickness brought us into north Coogee where landing assistance was given from shore.
George and Glenda keep a watching brief out their Coogee window and smartly recognised that kayaks with sails must be fellow club members. They came down to the beach to offer assistance – how wonderful is that?

Keen to step into his new role as Admiral Commodore of NSW SKC, Mike landed gracefully calling to Stewart to lift his kayak from the water.

And now? Is my Mirage for sale? No, of course not. I survived, my muscles are recovering and the next paddle adventure beckons…..