Kangaroo Valley

A photo from Kangaroo Valley
Photo by Ben Crossett
A photo from Kangaroo Valley
Photo by Ben Crossett
A photo from Kangaroo Valley
Photo by Ben Crossett

Its not Australia Day without a barbeque, and where better to barbeque than Kangaroo Valley.

It may not involve diving but the canoe trips into the wilderness of Kangaroo Valley have become a staple of the club social calendar, and the spit roast barbies have become legendary. To add a bit of variety to the trip this year we decided to investigate the Shoalhaven Gorge side of the reservoir, although unbeknown at the time of booking this involves getting to the Kangaroo Valley Canoe Hire place by 8:30 am, and a rather early start for, especially for those north of the harbour! Amazingly everyone not only arrived pretty much on time, but we were all packed and sitting on the bus ready to go by 9am...apart from Pete, who was taking advantage of the last civilised toilet for the next 36 hours!

Once we were down at Tallowa Dam the mist and drizzle had lifted and we had a beautiful paddle down to the camping areas, stopping off for lunch along the way. We pitched camp on a large flat grassy knoll a few metre above a sandy beach on the left hand side of the lake, about km after the third marker buoy. A few people when for a dip while others got the camp fire going and dug the barbeque pit. Given the forecast of showers we set up a tarpaulin and were just settling down to glass of bubbly round the camp fire when the first spots of rain came in. Before you knew it we were all squeezed under the tarp sheltering from a down pour. Luckily it past fairly quickly and Master Chef Owen was able to get the tandoori lamb cutlets on the fire, as a few more tarps were hastily erected (note to anyone going in the future, the tarps from the hire place leak like a sieve). However before long the rain returned with a vengeance and boy did it rain! Ross had to brave the down pour to dig a trench round his tent when a river formed and was threatening to engulf it, while Petes poncho was getting hired at fantastic rates as portaloo for the ladies.

The next morning we awoke to the sound of rain water dripping from trees and the mist was clinging to valley walls. After a leisurely start and essential round of bacon n egg baps. We broke camp by 12noon and paddled back to the dam for the 3pm pickup.