Gelo and FP back in a canoe, in the fading light. Ahh, the memories!

It was always going to be a bittersweet moment. Our very own Gelo had announced his intention to move back to Europe and that he’d miss the Hawkesbury Canoe Classic. The impending loss of a good friend and Team Fat Paddlers’ own crash test dummy is difficult, but to celebrate we decided to take advantage of the Paddle for the Planet event by holding one last paddling bash for him before his departure. And what better way to do so than to include a paddling camp-out as part of the event.

Midshipmen Mike and Nathan on their first sanctioned mission.

The plan was simple. Get on the water somewhere on the Hawkesbury River, paddle to a pre-planned site and prepare camp before the sun was down. Plans were carefully made; an alternate site picked in case of any issues, the distance measured to make sure we’d make it, and kayaks/canoe loaded with all the necessary gear for the night. Of course a few miscalculations had been made too. Like an outgoing tide, shallow mudflats, an un-steerable untrimmedd canoe, and about an extra 5km of distance to the final stopping point. Oh, and did I mention the storm clouds on the horizon??

By the time we made it to “Camp A”, it had been dark for almost an hour and was bucketing down with rain. The new Team Fat Paddlers had been sent ahead in their faster kayaks to secure the camp in daylight, but they were still searching for it in the dark when we caught them up in our slow zig-zagging canoe. When we finally did find the campsite, we found the only part of it not under half a foot of water was already inhabited by other less-than-friendly campers.

Onto Plan B and Camp B, a few hundred metres down-stream. Except the whole area was raised a good six feet from the river by a vertical embankment. The only spot we found for a possible landing was a tiny piece of exposed mud criss-crossed by a fallen tree in front of a somewhat-stepped muddy vertical embankment, but it seemed our last chance at making camp and with the rain coming down more heavily we decided to give it a look. First we sent Midshipman Mike in to climb the bank and scope out the area, but once we got the all clear to follow I climbed up after him to see what we could see – which was a big area of tall grass and swamp! Desperate, we waded through the shallow swamp for another 20-30 metres before the water cleared and we found a raised dry clearing – perfect for our camp site. Of course, we couldn’t leave the boats below as the high tide would wash the mudflat away and strictly speaking we probably weren’t really supposed to be in this part of the wilderness. So together as a team we lifted the boats fully laden up the bank before dragging them through the swamp and into the campsite.

The boats final resting spot after being dragged through the swamp

We took advantage of a brief rain stoppage to quickly make camp, setting up tents and tarps and preparing a little mock campfire  area to do our cooking. We’d brought a few chairs in the canoe so were pretty comfortable – in so much as you can be comfortable having paddled through rain, climbed through mud, hauled boats through swamp and finally set-up a home for the night in the pouring rain! And I haven’t even mentioned the fat leech Gelo picked up in the swamp!

Tents set-up in the dark as the early fog closes in around us. Gelos was full of water!

Team Fat Paddler settle in for the night surrounded by fog

From there on it was all fun. Sausage and steak sandwiches cooked over camp stoves, heated wine and heated hands from the Trangia, and the laughter and ribbing of men living wild out under the stars – or in our case, under rain, clouds and fog! Not exactly a holiday you’d take a family on, but a great session never-the-less. Then finally we each snuck away to our own tents or tarps and enjoyed a good nights sleep rugged up in our sleeping bags – except for Gelo, who tried to sleep in a tent full of water.

Mike "Inspector Gadget" Stelzer with a water-less toothbrush and baby wipes. What the hell??

When we awoke it was freezing cold and still foggy. We huddled around the  stove as Midshipman Nathan cooked up sausages and baked beans, washed it all down with coffee and tea. Then it was time to break camp, pack everything away and lug the boats back through the swamp and down to the water to meet the rest of TFP who were joining us for “Paddle for the Planet“.

Early morning fog surrounded our campsite. Cold, but beautiful.

Tents in the morning. The silver one on the left filled with water!

Looking down on the boats from the embankment above

Midshipman Nathan keen to get back into his boat to keep warm

The rest of the crew (Grumm, Alan and Nat) had by now overshot us and paddled to the very end of the waterway we were on, but as we pushed out they  came around the corner on their return journey, ready to join us for the 17km paddle back to where we started – the paddle we were doing for Paddle for the Planet.

Captain FP in the TFP flagship Wenonah Canoe, Paddling for the Planet (Photo: Alan Jones)

Of course the return paddle just about destroyed us all, and especially for the morning paddlers who’d put in a 40km round trip. It was a tough but decent paddle and all up a great way to farewell our good friend Lt Commander Gelo an he prepares to make his European Odyssey. We’ll miss you matey, but look forward to your eventual and triumphant return! Cheers – FP

Team Fat Paddler does Paddle for the Planet and a farewell to Gelo

Tags: camping, Gelo, Paddle for the Planet

Kids in a canoe in the Great Outdoors - how could they not have fun?

My two daughters, aged 3 and 4, are already digital natives. They can use my iPhone with ease, program the cable TV and work the DVD player. I don’t even think this is a bad thing, because they need to be equiped for the rapid technological changes that are occuring around us. I do however want to make sure they balance this digital prowess with a love, respect and understanding of the natural world around us. With this in mind, I took the opportunity to take them on their first camping trip to the Lane Cove National Park, complete with the family canoe to explore the beautiful Lane Cove River.

A first.. sleeping outdoors in a tent. So much fun!!

What followed was a fun night with friends, hours spent rolling around giggling in the dirt, dashes into the tent when it rained, torch games at night, and then an incredible morning canoeing the Lane Cove River with its teeming population of Water Dragons. All in all the girls had a brilliant weekend and have been demanding to know when we’re going again. Mission accomplished! Cheers – FP

Let's go Daddy let's go let's go let's go let's go let's go!!

Daddy! Look, on the branch! It's a lizard, a great big lizard!

Ooooh, its a Water Dragon! Look how big it is Daddy!

Wow Daddy, the river is so pretty. Will we find anymore dragons? Will we?

DADDY!!!!!!!!! Over there, look! Look! Another dragon!!

Over here Daddy! Look, that dragon is hiding in the water!

There Daddy, there he is. He must be hot, that's why he's having a little swim.

Lastly, a little paddling lesson for Miss4. With her Badger Paddle in hand, she quickly learnt how to paddle the canoe forward down the river. Well done sweety, Daddy is proud of you!

Tags: camping, Canoeing, kids, Water Dragons

Byron Bay, Northern NSW (Flickr Credit: dan.proud)

Over the past month I’ve been thinking alot about kayak camping. Not the type where you drive with a house-load of crap to a caravan park with a kayak on the roof (not that there’s anything wrong with that!), but the type where you paddle with basic camping gear in your kayak to a secret location where you can enjoy some peace and solitude either on your own or with a friend or two.

Bouddi National Park, NSW (Flickr Credit: Harlz)

Fortunately I live in a vast country which has everything from tropical reefs to snow-capped mountains (and pretty much everything else in between). Even my home state of New South Wales has a vast range of different climates, geological features and wildlife, so choosing somewhere to go “commando camping” is proving to be fun by itself.

Sussex Inlet, South Coast, NSW (Flickr Credit: flanno2610)

I still have plenty of time to explore all the different destinations as I slowly put together the right kit, but I thought I’d share a few pictures of locations just within my state. Who knows, maybe one day you’ll get to explore them yourself. Cheers – FP

Myall Lakes, Central Coast, NSW (Flickr Credit: Jockal)

Darling River, NSW Outback (Flickr Credit: Parkaboy)

Nelson Bay, Central Coast, NSW (Flickr Credit: Ken_Aussie)

Jervis Bay, South Coast, NSW (Flickr Credit: Katie_Princess)

Regular visitors at Jervis Bay, NSW (Flickr Credit: Life_with_Jordy)

Tags: Bouddi National Park, Byron Bay, camping, commando camping, Darling River, Jervis Bay, kayak camping, Myall Lakes, Nelson Bay, NSW, Sussex Inlet

Camping bliss on the Murray River, WA (Image Credit: Paul Jarvis)

Ever since I first picked up a paddle, I’ve wanted to take off with mates for a few nights under the stars at some hidden camp-spot only accessible by kayak. It doesn’t take too long before my paddling mates admit they too have this secret desire, to get away and rough it away from the pressures of work (and occasionally, family!).

Then the sensational picture above arrived from Paul (from my birth state of Western Australia) showing a trip he’d just returned from last weekend, adding fuel to my camping desires. All week this image has been coming back to me, taunting me with its simple beauty, to the point where I’m becoming obsessed with my need to paddle off into the sunset for a few nights with nature.

But that brings me to an interesting point – I don’t have any camping gear. Somewhere between being a bachelor moving between different cities and a married man with small kids, I have over time lost, lent or given away what camping gear I had. So with this festering desire to camp building, I need to quickly start acquiring the basics to get me out there.

So what better way to find out than to seek the advice of my fellow global paddlers? I’d love to get your advice on a basic gear list (and lets keep it basic, I want to stay as light and simple as possible), lightweight gear considered necessities etc.

I’d also like to advice on places in NSW (ideally fairly close to Sydney) where I can camp remotely (ie not in a caravan park with lots of other campers). Both coastal and inland places would be great!

Ok, over to my readers now, get those comments coming in please! Cheers – FP

Tags: camping, kayak camping