As Robert has decided to go on holidays, Colin
Dennis provides us with this trip report.
A group of OP Club Paddlers got together for an paddle from
Ettalong to the Spit in Mosamn at Sydney. The intrepid groups
of paddlerrs started out at 0700 hours for an excellent mid winter
day out.
Read on about a great trip out:
Tuesday, 24th June 2003 0700hrs
Weather conditions were ideal. A large high-pressure system
stalled over the immediate area providing an excellent window
of opportunity to venture out to the open sea and paddle our way
from Ettalong, on the Central Coast, to Middle Harbour, Sydney.
The concept of this adventure was contrived some months ago,
to commemorate and formally acknowledge the opening of a new Ocean
Planet, (Kayak Distribution Dealership office), in Sydney with
the established outlet at Ettalong. Estimated distance 37 Klm’s.
(Rhumb Line measurement).

Six paddlers summoned sufficient courage, accepting the early
morning cold snap as a minor obstacle in relation to whatever
nature held in reserve further out at sea. John Greenway, Bill
Heber and Robert McClure, three very experienced paddlers accompanied
novices Wally Mapplebeck, Matthew Fallow and Col Dennis on an
adventure that may be accepted as the inaugural Op to Op run.
Just a hint of daylight began to appear over our left shoulder
as we crossed Half Tide Rock breakwater on an outgoing tide and
entered a lumpy surf zone off Lobster Beach. Matthew‘s kayak,
slightly smaller in length, bobbed almost uncontrollably in the
converging outgoing current and a slight but noticeable southerly
ocean swell.
These conditions continued across Broken Bay to Barrengoey
Head before this intrepid half dozen settled into a steady rhythm.
Any reservations we may have had disappeared quickly with the
steady rise and fall of a one metre swell and the sights of a
rugged coastline, beautiful beaches, marred only by civilisation
bent on the idea of erecting multi coloured buildings as close
to the ocean as modern engineering would allow.
Sea birds entertained us with their kamikaze dives directly
in search of food, accompanied by an occasional chortle of the
ever-present fairy penguin, in sight but just out of reach.
Temperature remained low on our paddle to Bangelley Head.

Fingertips seemed to suffer the most, but an occasional dip in
the water appeared to be a remedy. Water temperature would have
been rated at about 18 to 19 degrees. Whereas the air temperature,
aided by a slight southwester, was estimated 15 to 16 degrees.
Our plan of action was to steer reasonably close to the shoreline
in search of a safe landing point for morning tea. Fuel for the
engines is a priority when kayaking. Anyway, with this in mind
we rounded the steep bulbous rock face of Bangelley Head experiencing
a slight surging backwash from the shoreline.
The view to Long Reef appeared unrestricted, some tall buildings
were noticeable off in the distance. To the right, the beaches
of Avalon, Bilgola and Newport to Bungan Headland. On the left,
nothing but water, whilst in the far distance a grey smudge drifted
just above the waterline. Yes, you guessed it, Sydney. Experienced
paddlers ventured closer around Bungan Head. With learners, not
far behind but just out of reach of an obvious breaking surf line.
Mona Vale was selected as the landing site facing north, offering
a little protection behind a rock outcrop. One by one paddlers
disappeared into the surf zone timing it so that you ride in on
the back of the smaller waves until adjacent to the protecting
rock outcrop, then quickly left turn and paddle like buggery until
your under it’s shoulder. Whew!

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Refreshed, we continued our journey
southwards. Adjacent to Narrabeen Head, Robert, slightly ahead
of me called out “Whale” - whilst pointing out to
sea. I turned just in time to see a whale breaching. I attempted
to relay the message, without much success. Our excited calls,
although acknowledged were accepted with a certain amount of reservation.
“ Yeah Col, sure where is it now!” Well, Rob and I
saw it and it made our day
On toward Collaroy, we noticed two large cavernous
openings in the rock face. This was worthy of inspection. Again,
novices kept their distance, or at least some of us did. Matthew
insisted on having his photo taken whilst he positioned his kayak
in the entrance. This was no mean feat. The opening was only metres
wide and sea surge kept him busy maintaining stability whilst
photographer Robert selected the right aperture.

Rounding Long Reef was a little exhilarating, again
the backwash and surge from ocean swell combined to give a roller
coaster ride. Manly of in the distance, identified by the Norfolk
Pines just visible along the shoreline. Communication between
paddlers gradually diminished to the occasional comment. Perhaps
tiredness was gradually setting in. Our focus now, was on our
destination and how long was it going to take us?
Two kilometres off Manly, the strong aroma of restaurant
food was obvious. This again triggered our desire for more fuel.
Cabbage Tree Bay or Fairy Bower, (whatever), was the obvious choice
for lunch. No restaurant food for us, cast the white tablecloth
aside, break out the thermos and peanut butter sandwiches.

Re-entry into the kayak, at this stage was like jumping into
something warm and familiar. We felt confident that the finish
line was just a stones throw away. Talk of walking our kayaks
across the Manly peninsula and re-entering at Manly wharf, were
quickly pushed aside. What’s the matter with you, let’s
go!
Talk about lumpy! From Fairy Bower around past Sydney’s
biggest toilet block, the sewerage outlet, really tossed us about.
It was hard going , the distance had started to take it’s
toll. Arms and shoulders started to ache. Holes seemed to appear
and the kayak would just fall into it with nothing in sight but
water all around you. Then you rise up out of the hole, look around
and see someone else disappearing. So, it went on for about a
kilometre. On the occasional glance up the ever-present cliff
face, we could make out the scenic viewing platforms, with tourists
looking down on us. I wonder what they were saying about us?

Well, we did it, rounded North Head at about 3-30pm(?)
in the afternoon. The harbour looked pretty good with the city
off in the background and the Manly ferries, the only other
traffic in sight. Turned right for a leisurely paddle across
The Sound toward Middle Harbour. It took a little longer than
anticipated, but that doesn’t matter, the journey was
significant , something we’ll remember for a long time.
Appreciation extended to a patient Kevin Moore,
who supplied back-up and brought us and all our gear home safely.
Regular Club Paddling Calendar
Don't forget the normal club calendar paddles. - heaps of chances
to get out on the water for a great pre summer and summer paddles.
Feel free to check out our own club web page which is accessed
via the Ocean Planet site at www.oceanplanet.com.au.
Have a look around and then hit the OP Kayak Club button on the
left hand tool bar. We are always looking for more trips and photos
for posting, so just send us your story and if it is of interest
to all, we will post it.
A bit of a funny tip - move your mouse over Robert's elbow and
his head (he's the cute bloke with the sunnies in the image to
the right of the really young lad in the kayak) and see what happens
And these paddles are happening all the time from our members
outside of the club with fellow paddlers they have met within
the OPkayakCLUB.
To find out more about the OP Club go to the Ocean
Planet website and click on the OP Club button
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