If at first you don't succeed...
I have tried three expeditions to get into Little River. I sailed in there in my first Mirror, in the 80's. My three recent attempts were unsuccessful due to weather, boat choice by some of the fleet, and tide. Monday was a beautiful light airs day, with a high tide at 10.30. Chris and I met with kayaks at Point Wilson ramp at 9.
A 45 minutes of wind assisted paddling later, we were scraping over the Shelley Spit and into the river. It was as lovely as I remembered, indeed, apart from the silting up of the river mouth, not much has changed. I felt like we were intruding there, and the swans agreed, but we tried to keep a respectful distance.
After exploring the river as far as we could get, we headed back to the west, to the mouth of the lagoon system at Spit reserve. It was a 10 mile day. My kayak paddling muscles have pretty much vanished due to lack of use. An early night Monday alright.
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