Day 225, Sunday, 30.08.2009

poor leftovers of a stranded small whale

 

The wind and seas settled over night, and it was high tide in the morning, so launching from the reef platform was no problem.

 

It was an easy paddle with easy to moderate quartering winds until about 2pm. I reached Geraldton already around lunchtime, so there was no question about keep on going! I had actually 3 contact addresses to stay in Geraldton, one of them was Phil Hearps, who was escorting me on his surf ski into Kalbarri, but I’m sorry it was no matching time to visit either of my potential hosts! Thanks anyway!

 

The Greenough River mouth was the next safe landing spot, and although it was only 4pm, I decided to go in. I was not really sure about how the coastline would be further south, with a reef marked on my maps which could be either rocky or sandy. And as the wind turned quite ugly since 2pm as well, I was happy to call it a day then!

 

Landing was a bit surfy with a long ride broaching a bigger wave which almost swept me on a rocky reef. Almost…

Two women walking their dogs were just at the spot where I was landing, but sometimes by-walkers simply don’t care about the mermaid coming with some speed out of the sea…and mostly I don’t mind as well and am happy not to answer the same questions over and over again. But if a kayak lands almost on your feet with high speed I would have at least given it a closer look if the paddler is allright…

 

I was just about to strip for a quick freshwater rinse, as a carload of people, 3 brothers with their wives, stopped next to me and started fishing! So I better took my gear bags and found my campsite in the dunes and a hidden changing spot…

 

When I later started to drag my boat up, one of the brothers came over and asked if he could help anyway? Well, some more fresh water is always welcome, but he had only a small bottle…better than nothing, thanks! He told me about the “official” campsite a bit down inland which had more freshwater and a small shop.

 

After I set up my camp, I decided to walk to the campsite to sneak into the shower for a hair wash, to fill my water bags and maybe to shop some yummy stuff…when I was passing the fishermen again asking for directions, they were happy to offer me a lift to the campsite, including a shower in one of their campsite shacks! Thanks a lot!

 

I first went shopping for a few little items out of the limited choice. After I got my shower, I got offered by the three “in law ladies” a delicious feed of Lasagne and carrot cake! Yummy! And that was not all…I got a doggy bag of about 30 cold prawn, some fruit, yoghurt and other stuff! Thanks very, very much to look so nicely after me!

 

This saved me the dinner cooking time later in my tent…but I couldn’t help but eating ALL of the prawns for a second dinner…what a luxury!

 

 

Text messasge from Freya via satellite phone:

28.51 114.37, Greenough River Mouth. 40 km, 7:30 am to 4:00 pm. Easy to moderate quartering winds until 2 pm, then breeezing up to fresh ugly headwinds. Safe landing at the river mouth, not sure about reef further south.

3 comments on “Day 225, Sunday, 30.08.2009

Bob

Freya, I thought 1000k’s in a day on a motorcycle was bad.
What you are doing is incredible,Keep it up,there are a bunch of kayakers (fishermen) here in Perth that wish you good fortune and fair winds.
we fish in some bad conditions but you would find it too easy.
Hope we get to cheer you on along the way
Stay Safe
Bob

bill mason

Hi Freya.Through the NZ Kayaker and Paul Caffyn we have our NZ Symposium in the beautiful North of NZ in April next year.Last time he was up here we jammed with him.He enjoys his music so no doubt will have more of the same.I followed your fantastic effort in getting around Southern NZ.Was wondering other than the huge distance in OZ and time frame whether the paddle is any more difficult.Anyhow you are a fantastic role model for us mere mortals and we wish you all the best for the remainder of your long journey.
Cheers Bill Mason

Chuck H.

Freya: Keep on plugging, and looking for those “good winds”. Perth is steadily getting closer, with Cape Leeuwin not far beyond. Best wishes for this stage of your inspiring saga.

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