As the name suggests, Port Macquarie is located on the ocean and at the mouth of a river. Which means that it is well known for it’s water sports. So there was nothing else for it but to put yesterday’s misadventure behind us and get back out there onto the water, this time in the form of a double kayak. We were suitably attired this time and Si was sans wallet (well, it was actually in the waterproof bag provided by Mel this time around! – Si) so we were ready and willing to get wet. We had some teamwork and leadership issues to start with but were soon paddling away and exploring the river and its channels, safe in the knowledge that the boatshed was downstream and the current would carry us back when our hour was up. What we hadn’t bargained for was the massive waves that seemed to suddenly appear as if from nowhere and which made the journey back rather interesting. Our wee kayak was rapidly filling with water and it looked like we might capsize at any moment. Nerves ran high, hearts pounded and if ever there was a need for team work this was it! Luckily we eventually made it back safe and sound to dry land with only slightly damp bottoms to betray our adventure.
The guidebook describes the town as a place of punishment for convicts, in particular the hardened criminals from Britain, and if you look closely at the picture you can see that Si is growing some facial hair in an attempt to fit in!