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WW TRIP TO SLOVENIA-

BOVEC 28^TH July – 14^th August 2011

Last year’s trip was so fantastic, going this year was (as they say) ‘a no brainer’.This year also saw a contingent of beginners again, but also some ‘intermediates’ (me).
In 2010, Michele and I could only stay for a week, but this year we had just over 2 weeks off (hooray!).

One of the warm up trips was a weekender at the Yat.
Major problem though…..my trusty D75 had a split across the seat mounting bolts.

Thanks to the folks at Wavesport & Perception (just outside in Brighton), my panic only lasted a few days. They did a ‘while u wait’ repair and strengthening upgrade to my boat. Fantastic customer service.

Michele had tagged along on a trip to the Nene and the Yat, so having seen the fun we were all having, she too, had decided to dip a paddle in the clear blue waters of the Soca.It was a bit of a rush job getting her the last few bits of kit, mainly due to the difficulty in finding a pink boat.

Despite, my best efforts I still hadn’t finished the van, although it was looking good to go.

Our plan was to head off Thursday afternoon, have night in Ashford then catch our Eurotunnel train Friday Morning and head off to Stuttgart.

The journey to Stuttgart was so much more enjoyable this year as the weather was so much better.

Pulling into one of the numerous service areas for lunch we spot a familiar green van, with some fellow paddlers.

The day ended with very pleasant evening at the ‘Flying Ship’ (http://www.the-flying-ship.de/) with Graham/Cath/Abbie/Anna who were anxious to know what lay in store at Bovec.

The Holiday Inn ‘eat all you like’ breakfast meant we could binge out and have a small, light, quick lunch en-route.

As we pass by Bavaria, the scenery gets more rugged and by the time we start our descent into the Soca valley, it’s definitely ‘picture postcard’.

Sunday

Napoleonov Most (Kobarid) to Kamno (Bus Stop)

I knew this would be a longish day as the drive to the get in was about 40 minutes.

For this stretch we split into 3 groups.

Nigel, Kevan, Heather, Jo, Maria.T + Me looking at safety and rescue for the following groups.

Graham,Cath,Abbie,Anna with Maria.H and Paul.

Plus Bailey with Michele. I think it’s fair to say Michele was pretty nervous, but remembering back to last year when Bailey was really inspirational for me, I knew she would have no problems.

It was so good to get on the water.

As we ‘bob’ down Nigel gets us to assess the lines and hazards and where to put effective safety. (This was a theme for the whole trip, but also the thing I learned the most from)

It was also interesting to compare the features with last year.

For example, last year I swam at a seemingly easy place. Playing at the same spot this year is quite simply ‘fun, Fun, FUN’

Lunch spot

Monday

Koritnica to Ceszoca

(Just before Fort Kluze to the Ice cream man)

The plan was for the more experienced group to do this stretch and then for the coaches to take everyone else from Cezsoca to Boka .

The Koritnica is listed as a grade III.

The walk-in was a grade IV though!!

I did manage to use the steps, although there maybe someone who didn’t (tee-hee)

I thought this stretch would test me, I just didn’t expect it to happen 100m downstream!

With Bailey & Paul having set up safety just around the bend, I arrived in their eddy near the bottom of the first rapid, just as Jo was being reeled in.

I’m not 100% sure how, but I slid/got washed out of the back of the eddy, just as Kevan was desperately grabbing a rock in the eddy.

I had one thought, “don’t go down the next section backwards”. I quickly managed to spin the boat and traverse the next short bit, before entering the narrow gorge section.

At the end of the gorge I catch up with Maria coaxing Jo’s boat along.

I eddy out at the end of the gorge, and wait for everyone else.

Quite quickly I realise I’m not alone. There is a snake in my eddy and it’s trying to get into a hole in the rock face. It wasn’t fully grown, but I figured I could fend it off with my paddle.

I realise it’s not going to bother me, it just keeps getting swept around my boat by the force of the water. I finally decide to help the snake break out into the main flow when it gets on the eddy line; at least there will be no surprises for the people following.

As we press on, the Koritnica delivers excitement and challenge.

I get something wrong on one of the drops. I don’t even remember if I tried to brace, all I knew was; it was time to roll up. (Hooray for pools sessions!)

Rain causes the mist to drop for the last few hundred metres, so to maintain line of sight our progress slowed dramatically.

The last 100m of the Koritnica fully tested my resolve and skill, but what a fantastic river to paddle.

Tuesday

Cezsoca to Boka ( and on to Srpenica 1 and then 2)

The beginner group head off from Cezsoca with Kevan/Maria/Heather/Jo/Me peer paddling as far as Srpenica 1

In the peer group, we all practise our leading skills as we follow on about 20 minutes behind the main group. Finding play waves became something of an obsession as we enjoyed the sun and the scenery.

At Boka we have a quick stop, a snack and check out Michele’s arm. Confident that she would still be able to hold a wine glass that evening, the peer group continues down river to Srpenica 1 to rendezvous with the coached group who were getting off the water.

The coaches then joined us to do the grade3 section down to Srpenica 2.

About halfway down it got really busy with rafters and other kayak groups.

This section was not as ‘full on’ as the Koritnica, and I was surprised to feel in my ‘comfort zone’.  I really didn’t want to get off the water that day. To be honest, I several of us were like that as we played about rolling at the get out.

And boy! what a walk out it was. It was steep, windy and the weather was hot.

(oh – and we found another snake)

Wednesday

Zmulica – Cezsoca

Some of the group decided it was a good day to go up the mountain as the weather was looking good for it, the rest headed for ‘death gorge’.

The walk in was much steeper and longer than I remembered !

A few people wanting to get the adrenaline warmed up, headed off across river to hang out on the rope bridge over the gorge.

Eventually we were all ready to go. Well, sort of. Nigel broke his trusty paddle while warming up on the water

It was out with the splits.

Having done this section a couple of times last year it would be a good personal benchmarking opportunity for me.

The brief was still the same from Nigel, but with the emphasis on picking and hitting the top of the eddies consistently.

Nigel managed to turn one of our play wave spots into a much more difficult…plane across and pull yourself across the eddy line challenge.

On the 10^th? try I finally did it. (must work on that one!)

Planing spot

The last little bit was a long sweeping bend, right to left, maybe 300m with lots of rocks. Last year they tripped (tipped) me a couple of times. This year, with Bailey’s words from 2010 still etched into me, I’m glad to report that the ‘descent’ was way more controlled and all that practise doing ‘draw strokes on the move’ reaped dividends.

We got Thursday off for good behaviour, so Michele and I ventured into Tolmin.

After a quick skirmish into the supermarket, we decided the museum was worth a visit and then an afternoon walk to the Hill Fort above Tolmin. Unfortunately, the Fort was closed for renovation, but the views were worth it.

Friday

Koritnica to Ceszoca

This was a day of two halves.

While some of the group did Zmuclica to Vodenca (Angry Man Camp), Michele and I explored the valley area behind Kobarid.

We were not disappointed. The area opens out into a large flat basin valley past the ‘Old Napoleon Bridge’ rising up to the village of Logje.

Logje Village

We thought this might be earthquake damage.

The plan was for the remainder of the group to paddle the Koritnica again in the afternoon. We gave the first section a good scouting out, but I’m still not entirely sure I actually ended up following my intended line.

The rest of the run was something of a blur, with slick signalling and eddy hopping now second nature.

I managed to take my only swim of the trip by making an eddy, only to get pulled into an undercut by the back tow, which gently rolled me over. No drama though, followed by a quick self rescue. Turned out to be a good spot to act as safety for those following too.

Overnight there was lots more of rain

Saturday 6th

It was raining in the morning, and we woke early to the sound, not of bells, but builders over the road. The plan had been to do the 2-3-4 section from Srpenica to the top of the slalom course, with everyone tiring, especially the coaches the consensus was to relax.

Had a relaxing walk down the slalom course watching a few locals.

Sunday 7^th

With things warming again, it was another double shuttle, and the odd van in a ditch. (not one of ours thankfully)

The first group ran the section from Boka to Srpenica 1, while the rest of us chill

Graham runs the first grade 2-3 section with us under Nigel’s guidance, down to Srpenica 2.

The day just got better and better and better.  More rocks, harder lines, more adrenaline.

The very first part of the 3-4 section, was looking like it was going to be tricky in itself. The river was steeper than what I’d expected, but I was smiling.

As we progressed down at a nice steady pace, stopping to let rafters, hydro-planers and fellow paddlers pass, the clouds are gathering overhead.

We stop for a while when the thunder, lightning and rain seem to envelope us.

I manage to convince myself I can see the water level rising over about 15 minutes.

The rain eases off and the storm subsides and we paddle the last part of the river

We eventually arrive at the get out at the top of the slalom course, where Michele and Sally have been waiting for us for quite some time. The stern looks were soon gone as Bailey manages a ‘technical swim’ climbing out of his boat at Trnovo 1.

It was a paddle that I doubt I will ever forget.

Kevan’s ‘ankle deep in mud’ txt msg persuaded Michele and I not to walk down to the campsite.

Monday 8th

There’s no way we can paddle, there’s just too much water.

Cathy, Graham and the girls get properly washed out at the campsite, everything is wet. They decide to head back towards Stuttgart early. Given the prevailing conditions and a real prospect of not much more paddling it wasn’t a bad call.

Michele and I take Saphie (our van) for a circular tour around Tolmin, Podbrdo, Cerkno. Just out of Tolmin the weather changes and the sun came out. There was evidence of lots of rain though !

Video

It turned out to be quite a long circuit, but worth the trip.

Tuesday 9^th

Still no possibility of a paddle   but on the plus side the weather was clear.

So, to quote Iron Maiden …. “Run for the hills”.

As Michele and I never managed the trip up the mountain last year, now was a good time to take the Kanin Cable car up to 2200 metres.

The guides say it’s 1 hour to Prestreljenik Window….. No Chance! (90 minimum)

Still, the view was going to be amazing.
Presentation night, saw Michele collect the coveted ‘swimmer of the week’ award, retaining the family record.

Wednesday 10^th

Paddle = Yes

Nigel suggests a peer paddle from Boka to Srpenica 1, as the level is much improved.

It’s big, bouncy, fast and completely different to the other times we did this section, but I really enjoyed it.

I ended up being the lunchtime entertainment at the get out trying to avoid the world’s most persistent wasp @*…~#! Shadow boxing at its finest.

Thursday morning

Michele & I head off for a leisurely drive to Berchtesgaden.

Stopping frequently at places like Log Pod Mangartom (wicked place name), the Old mine at Predil, and lunch while looking from Austria, over Italy,  across to Slovenia

Arriving at the excellent campsite, http://www.allweglehen.de

Just had enough time for a quick walk around the town, while getting info for our planned tour of the Eagles Nest the next day.

Ending the day with a very pleasant white wine and a game of Scrabble.

Saturday

The site is no more than 15 mins from the car parks at the bottom of the Eagles Nest, so the start was not too early.

There’s  properly efficient travel to the tunnel entrance by bus, followed by a ‘surreal’ trip in a lift up to the Eagles Nest itself.

The weather was perfect giving an amazing panorama.

Historic significance, being what it is, made this visit poignant too.

Back at the campsite, we linger as long as we dare before packing up and leaving for our overnighter in Stuttgart, en-route to home.

Getting my WW 3 STAR  made this trip even sweeter.

If you get the chance to do this trip, it is worth every euro.

Trip Stats

2332 Miles

~300 litres of diesel

1 Swim

2 Rolls

Beers ?

Wine ??

Best restaurant in Bovec… Stari Kovac

Best Paddle – Koritnica

1 lost credit card (priceless!)

Here’s the video Will made up of the boy’s trip to Austria…he chose the music!

A scenario we are all accustomed to: Pub discussions, where to go next year and could we find the time off?

Tim made some enquiries and Andy Holt aka Mr Escape To  Adventure came up trumps again.  Austrian  Alps Lads?  The monies paid and holidays booked, the fearless four members of the Upper Hamble Canoe Club, Tim, Will, Pete and Spence were at the rendezvous point for 17.00 hrs Friday 8^th July.  Boats and gear loaded and not too many “what have you forgotten” comments to Tim later, we were finally on our way, prepare yourselves Austrians, the UHCC contingent were on tour.

The plan was to meet Andy Holt at Dover as per the previous year at 20.45 hrs, we had hoped to buy some fish and chips and sit comfortably awaiting Andy and co to arrive, vehicle parked, gear unloaded, sheer bliss.   But alas, no one could predict the traffic and we arrived with ten minutes to spare only to receive a call from Andy “we are running late, can you be at the Ferry port for 22.00 with all your gear?  Cripes, not long to go so the boats and gear were unceremoniously dumped (with Will and Pete) at the ferry port.  Tim and Spence hot footed to the pre booked parking area with four times fish and chips en route and a lift back to the ferry port ensured the 22.00 hrs deadline was met. Phew, this was supposed to be relaxing.  We were soon joined by Andy aka Drew.  (You will note that there will soon be three Andy’s so get used to their nicknames to avoid confusion)

Andy (Andy Holt aka Andy) arrived with Colin one of the guides and Clive and Paul.  Boats and gear hastily reloaded into Andy’s fun bus and trailer, we managed the 22.15 hrs Dover to Calais ferry.

Now the not so fun bit, a fourteen hour drive cooped up in a mini bus full of sweaty blokes is no fun, I guess we all added to the flavour in our own way but believe me, getting back into that bus after stops required true resolve. We were glad that there were no girls as all agreed ‘girls smell’.  Saturday was spent just getting to the accommodation.  The fast roads of France gave way to the afternoon stop start creepy crawly pace up mountains and down the other side via a long series of tunnels each controlled by an extremely biased and most annoying set of traffic lights.  By 15.30 hrs on Saturday, at a scorching 26 degrees heat, we had arrived.  Mein Gott paradise, lovely rivers and the accommodation at Pians was fairy tale.

Well possibly some elements of fairy tale were overlooked as Andy happened to mention as we rushed through the doors “You will each have to share with one other, oh did I mention they are double beds? “No you flaming well did not mention that”!  Get used to that, Andy kind of drops in little bits of advice just in time, such as ‘no need to worry about the midges, there are a few flies though’!!  Crikey, what an understatement.

We were soon joined by three more of the group, who had made the journey in the  own vehicle, Tony, Richard known as Meg (we never found out why, that’s just what his buddies called him) and Andy number three affectionately called ‘Freddie’ owing to an uncanny resemblance to the lead singer of a lesser known rock band called ‘Queen’.  Well, that is what Will called him should Andy wish to beat anyone up!

Ian our other guide soon followed afterwards, having travelled from the French Alps.

The Paddling:

Andy’s routine where possible is to paddle two rivers per day, taking in only one river on the Wednesday after a leisurely lay in.

Sunday 10^th July am- sunny,  26 degrees.  The Imst Gorge, river Inn big bouncy class 3 at 250 cumecs.

This was our first experience of large volume rivers.

Weekends are Rafting bonanza time on the Imst and there were lots of rafts.  The safety brief was held, my recollection was ‘lean forward, keeping paddling, punch your paddle over the wave and keep away from the pour overs, they can be rather nasty’.  We headed off and within five hundred metres met the first  wave  train, a rather large and intimidating wave called the ‘Rohrbruckenswell’ and with most of us looking on in awe as Pete shunned all the advice given not minutes before.  All applauded as Pete rolled up after having back flipped his big boy Mamba through the Rohrbruckenswell. ‘Oh, so you did not actually mean to do that Pete – well it was very impressive anyway.  Lots and lots of big long bouncy wave trains followed,   what jolly good fun.

Did Andy mention the man eating flies? Too late my beauties, they were tucking in and they were not shy, we were the flies answer to the McDonalds ‘Drive thru’, though in the fly world it was ‘Kayak Paddle Thru’, the blighters.

Sunday pm, the Sanna, class 4 – 7km

Andy figured we were best sub divided into three groups.  More volume,  steeper  gradients making this more technical.  Lots of eddy hopping and avoiding those pour overs.  Two swimmers, Tony and Meg…. The swim count had begun.  The great thing about the Sanna is the Bar, ever so slightly handy at the get out.

Hot sunny day, two great rivers, Beers o’clock it was.  Oh and the bite tally from the lesser mentioned flies was rising too.

Back at base, Andy aka Drew, being the designated driver and resident chef, conjured up a fine curry, washed down with copious amounts of beer and great company.  Meg having brought along his waterproof camera had been filming throughout the paddles and he kept everyone entertained with the commentary whilst filming.  Alan Partridge , eat your heart out.  Bed partners agreed, (remember those double beds Andy happened to mention) We retired for the night.

Monday 11^th am- hot, sunny 28 degrees:  Landeck gorge, river Inn- 6km.

Levels low as the dam was not releasing, still a technical class 4 at times, but at those levels a conservative class2/ 3.  Described by all as enjoyable but tame. (Oh how we were to eat our words). Swim counter rising.

Monday pm- Switzerland.  Schuls Gorge,  class 3 (4) three class 4 rapids -6km.

Still very hot.  First rapid saw Pete flouting the laws of gravity yet again, back looping.  A great river,  very enjoyable and entertaining.  Andy split the team into two groups, one group acting as path finder’s, lucky for Paul, as his boat decided to run the last class 4 ‘against the wall rapids’ all on its lonesome, he was glad of the team waiting below to applaud his kayak for a perfect run.

Swim counter really taking off now and the conversation got around to how many rolls did you do then?  So it was only fair to have the parallel roll counter which at this point had far exceeded the swims.  But hey, the weather was stunning.

Monday evening, Andy, aka Andy being the resident guide and second chef, conjured up another fine fayre, washed down with copious amounts of beer and with more stories of brave daring do and how many of those pesky flies we had dispatched;  Squashing and drowning appears to be the preferred methods.  More of Megs now infamous filming and commentary with great one liners such as “this is go go go situation” when faced by a challenging rapid.  Bed partners agreed, we retired in anticipation of another great day.

Tuesday 12^th July pm – Tozen section, river Inn

Another hot and sunny day more flies!   9km of Class 4, medium level 250 cumecs, big and bouncy, very large pour overs – keep those eyes peeled.  This was our first experience of big volume class 4, coupled with an unstoppable desire to self-flagellate for a few seconds respite keeping those annoying flies off made this a hairy paddle at times, honestly being beaten up in a hole was a holiday compared to being exposed to those blood thirsty flies.  Well that was Meg’s excuse and he proudly showed off the bruises to prove it.

Tuesday pm – back to the Landeck Gorge, 6km of fairly continuous class 4, but it was on full release.

Andy estimated that it was more to a 4+ and avoiding pour overs and holes was a full time occupation, part time was beating those sodding flies off.  Rolls to the left, rolls to the right, we all seemed to be giving it a go, except for Meg who chose the anti-fly option.  With the river running as fast Meg’s boat did travel quite some way.   Having witnessed that, I thought the flies were quite tame actually.  Swim, Roll and bite counter rising.

Tuesday pm again – back to the Sanna for the second time.

A cheeky third paddle of the day.  I recall Andy mentioning something about ‘swimming would be bad before a rapid on this one’.  It was much higher than Sunday, lots of eddy hopping and river signals.  We were pleased to reach the end (remember the ever so handy bar on the Sanna get out) funny that and the frauleins were very helpful. They spoke perfect German we found, oh and great English too.  The Landeck and Sanna were completely different beasts today.

We all bought Andy a beer after which he complimented the group and thought that we were all paddling at four star standard…  Swim, roll and bite counter rising.

The Watford boys (Tony, Meg and Freddie) decided to treat the team and put their own version of a Chilli Con Goulash to the test.  It was instant hit, well done boys. Followed by beer and more of Meg’s filming and commentary.  Phrase of the day, came about just before lunch “revitalised, energised and powerised” Power rangers have nothing on Meg who even managed to roll back up whilst completing the sentence he had started prior to his upside down moment.

Wednesday 13^th July am

A leisurely lay in today with most arising around ten.  Breakfast sorted and the options offered for a single paddle not too demanding.  Weather was overcast and cool.  Back to the Imst Gorge, the dam release was on today and the levels shown as high at 290 cumecs.  Wow, some of those wave trains were like a roller coaster and a few waves stood taller than a man, well a short man, ok the average hobbit then.  But it was great fun.

The swim counter and fly counter remained the same today.  Maybe if the flies kept off we would stop swimming?  Not so.

We kind of ended up back at the bar, again.  Andy aka Drew bowed to peer pressure and conjured up a magnificent BBQ, despite the rain it was a great social event.  Yep, more beer, film and commentary by Meg.

Thursday 14^th July am- Germany to the Loissach 5 km of class 3 with two class 3+ and one class 4.

A class 3 technical river and well worth the effort.  The weather today was rain and cool temps.  There was a short wait at the pick up owing to one group over shooting the get out.  To be fair it was difficult to spot with a very large wooden building with two crossed paddles conveniently disguised as a large wooden building with two crossed paddles placed in full view of the river.  Easily done I am told.

Thurs pm – back to the Sanna for a third run

This  time the river really was pumping and more technical again but very satisfying.  The Pianser Cataract claimed only one victim this time, pretty good going we all thought, happened to be Meg and he kept on talking throughout. Go Meg, ‘powerise’!

End of day, happened to stop by that Bar again.  Anyone for a drink?  Not arf we said.  Drew set off to conjure up another of his famous curry’s, (by popular demand).  Another night of friendly banter, with Meg speaking of daring acts followed by the now compulsory viewing of footage which captured this day’s account and washed down with more beer.

The Swim counter and roll counter rising but the cooler weather at least provided respite from those pesky flies, ha we laughed at you today.

Friday 15^th July- Giarsun Gorge, River Inn.

Only one paddle today, back to Switzerland. Cool temperatures to start, aside the first couple of km this is a constant class 4 large volume technical section, 11km long.  The first couple of km warm you up, steady class 3.  Andy had split the group into two, a small group of four path finding, they waited at the major rapid sections with cameras and throw lines.  The larger group followed up but was naturally slower.  Entering the gorge after the village of Giarsun you are confronted by the Prussian Spinner, some of us found out precisely why it came by its name.  Swim counter and roll counter rising.

The constant class 4 worked really worked us mortals hard.  This river caused more swims than in the previous days, but the river demanded respect and good skills.  No mistakes allowed or you were tripped or sucked into a beastly hole or nasty pour over.  Two hundred metres from the get out, tired and bruised Tony and Meg found themselves together in the same hole performing a duet of ‘please river take him not me’ and they were getting a right seeing to.  Tony managed to work his way out, fortunately Meg followed but not before he parted company with his boat then his boot and swiftly followed by his shorts!  With only a short distance to go before a class 6 section, those trying to save the boat were directed to safety by the ever watchful Andy.  Meg was distraught, not for the loss of his boat, or items of clothing,  he had not eaten his lunch and enquired whether it would survive the ordeal?  And then when all thought the boat was lost, up popped two mad German kayakers who intended to paddle the class 6 section.  Respect boys we thought, telephone numbers exchanged and promises of phone calls should the boat be saved. We had one last chore to perform, a group photo for Mrs Moorcroft who apparently makes exceedingly good cakes.  We then retired for the final night soiree.

Back for a shower and change and off to our favourite drinking hole which happened to sell great food too. The beer flowed, Schnapps was downed and all very unsteady headed off for a good night’s sleep.

Saturday 16^th July.

This morning was fairly hectic, cleaning and packing and waiting for that tele call which never came.  Had those Germans survived that class 6?   The plan was to hand the accommodation over and head off to Germany to paddle the Rissbach, but The Watford boys opted to head back to Switzerland and look for the long lost boat.  Many Man hugs and handshakes later we parted company with the Watford boys.  Off they trundled to Switzerland as we headed towards Germany.

Sometime later a text from Meg ‘just seen kayak heading in the other direction, those Germans have nicked it’!  Followed by ‘we have stopped them by the Swiss border, they were playing finders keepers’.  Final message ‘they have eaten my lunch’!  Just goes to show if you keep your sandwiches cool over night, they are just as fresh the following day.

The remainder of the team, now reduced in number arrived at the Rissbach in 32 degree heat.  A class 3 (4) river with the get out atop of a class 6 gorge!  We were requested to view the get out as missing it was not an option. This was a great river with a couple of class 4 rapids.  The level was low but it claimed the last swim of the week.

Twelve paddlers totalled 21 swims, 78 rolls and the fly bite counter, well you will just have to go there and find that out for yourselves.

Leaving Germany at 15.30 hrs, the journey back was hot, but very scenic as we travelled through Germany.  Arriving back at Calais around 06.00 hrs French time Sunday 17th.  Back at Blighty for 07.30 BST.

A quick transfer to our own vehicle, load gear, handshakes and man hugs all round we were on the road arriving back at Tim’s around 11.00 hrs.

This truly was a great week, Andy aka Mr Escape To Adventure had covered all the angles, travel, ferry, shuttles, and accommodation which was all superb.  The company was great and everyone made new friends and got on well.  It was a laugh from start to finish.  With thanks to Andy Holt, Escape To Adventure for another great week’s paddling.  To Drew for driving and cooking, Colin for guiding and entertaining and Ian for guiding and inspiring us all to try some new moves.

This report created by someone who was there.

Editorial note : Pete, Will and Tim did not suffer with any fly issues that the anonymous author appears to have suffered!

To follow: The Upper Hamble Canoe Club October 2011 Cevennes trip, organised by Andy aka Mr Escape To Adventure.  If you’d like to know more about Andy’s trips and courses click below…

Despite working hard to recruit people to come on the trip there were only four people interested and able to come. Myself, Chris Spence, Simon Baker and Jez a paddler from Southampton University Polo Team, who I knew from training with Bereforest.

Arriving at the campsite at Bala mill on Friday night we were greeted by a cheerful if slightly wet group of paddlers sheltering from the rain under an awning alongside a well stocked BBQ. We soon retired down the local pub for live music meeting a number of other paddlers along the way.

The next morning we loaded the boats and headed up to the Tryweryn, a plan soon formed, where we would repeat the bird table section several times before continuing down to run the rest of the river.

Once we reached the get in at the chipper we briefed Jez who despite being a keen surf paddler and polo player didn’t have experience on white-water. We worked our way down the bird table, where Chris having earlier briefed Jez on what to do if he swam accidently gave a practical demonstration, we quickly recovered him and his kit and were soon all having a great time.

Jez soon swapped his S:3 for a Demo Mini Mystic and gained confidence hitting his lines well, and we were all able to relax knowing he wasn’t going to be a problem. After lunch we ran the bird table one last time before heading down into the graveyard, one after another the major rapids past with no issues, although Jez learned the importance of edging downstream when he ended up surfing sideways at the bottom of ski slope.

Reaching the raft get out we decided to head straight on and run the lower as well, just below chapel falls we had to pause and wait for a racer to begin his run and began chatting with a group of liverpudlian paddlers whom we had met the night before and decided to join up with for the rest of the lower.

Soon enough we reached Bala Mill and proceeded to scout the fall, spotting the good line down the right we headed back to the boats, all deciding to run the rapid we began first Simon, hitting the line a touch left went sideways and got stuck on the lip, however he soon got himself out of the pin and paddled through with no problems. The rest of us followed through with no problems soon getting to the end of the run and the day.

That night we headed to Bala mill School house, where the centre had organised food and a video of a recent welsh paddlers trip to China and an amazing video it was too, with house sized waves and holes and recounting seeming unending issues with vehicles, before heading down to the pub for some pool and music, before we knew it it was 3:00am and the bar staff were politely if firmly asking everyone to please leave.

The next morning feeling somewhat worse for wear we headed back to the river the plan being the same as sat. We soon began a game of eddy hopping; with Simon piping me to the post with 12 eddies to my 11. However he also took a swim so fair’s fair.

Quickly moving down to the raft get out we stopped for lunch and had the chance to watch the palm 8 Ball race which we had initially planned to enter, but had changed our minds as we didn’t really understand how it was going to work, the race involved groups of paddlers racing from above the cafe wave down to below the chapel falls. Simple enough until you add in the inflatable Orca kayaks that were attempting to stop you either manned or unmanned and released into holes.

After one last run down the lower ending at mill falls, which we all ran with no problems, we called it a day and got packed up for the 5 hr drive home exhausted but with big smiles having had an amazing weekend.

Although in the end we decided not to enter any of the events, except for the photo competition, a number of really great events were run each sponsored by one of the companies in attendance, with the winners getting prizes ranging from t-shirts and hoodies up to a brand new Robson Woodstock paddle. With events ranging from Duo rolling battles, to downriver freestyle with both purist and fun categories, with the winner of the later doing a handstand in his boat on the way down and a number of different races, there was always something to watch when you weren’t paddling.

All in all it turned out to be a great weekend with fun had by all, will definitely be going next year.

- Gareth.

The annual Upper Hamble Canoe Cub trip to paddle around Portland

After successful paddles in previous years, the organiser and one of the day’s leaders, decided to open this year’s paddle, to more paddlers from the club. Whilst bearing in mind that this is a committing 5 star paddle. Paddlers needed to be paddling at a standard appropriate for the expected conditions. i.e. advanced, with confused seas, difficult landing areas and strong tidal currents. The trip organiser made a rough plan, to check suitable dates and tides, which were checked by one of the trip leaders (the finish time was known to be approximate, but used in the email, as a detailed plan would be prepared for use on the day, nearer the time). The trip was advertised to the club by email using this information. Requests to come on the trip came back and after vetting, a group of 15 paddlers were selected and given the OK.

Trip organisers rough plan:

Launch from Portland Castle at 11.00am. Head out of the south entrance of Portland Harbour, 11.20am.  Head out to the south westerly flow and then go with the flow, about 11.50am. Arriving at the race 12.20pm, paddling through the race and turning for Chesil beach arriving back at 1.30pm. approximately.

On the day, the leaders on the water had a more comprehensive plan which was as follows:

To leave Portland Castle (11.00am) and paddle out of the harbour’s south entrance (11.25), heading east (90 to 100 degree bearing) for about 2nm. After about 40 minutes, (12.05) change to 180 degree bearing and hold this bearing until Church Ope Cove was due west from our position. The plan then was to turn and paddle with the flow, aiming 500m off the Bill. The tidal atlas showed tide flow would start at 0.7knts rising to 3.5knts by the Bill. This leg of the paddle would be of 6nm with an average flow of 2.1kn taking 72 minutes (13.17) to reach the race. Then travel with tidal flow through the race in a westerly direction and continue on this heading far enough to miss the outgoing flow from Chesil Beach, another 1nm or 20mins (13.37).  The plan then was to use the radio mast above Wyke Regis, due North as a turning point, then head north for 3nm (14.37) before finally heading the last 1nm to the easterly end of Chesil Beach (14.57). This last portion of the journey utilised a back eddy, and is not a straight line paddle.

The trip:

The day started well; there was no traffic hold up on the drive to Portland and so the organiser with one of the day’s trip leader arrived well before 10.00am. They took the opportunity for a quick drive over to Chesil beach to check the get out. It appeared flat with little swell – landing would be ok, easier than might have been expected as it was sheltered from the easterly force 3 wind.
Back at the get in, the other days trip leader, also early, had been to look at the Bill and its tidal race and reported that the race looked good for our trip through it.

Whilst getting ready, an extra paddler, not vetted, turned up with their partner, who had been vetted and expected. The leaders were concerned about this. The leaders after a discussion, decided that with the training that the extra person had received, that they should be ok in the day’s conditions.

By 10:30 a problem emerged – 3 paddlers had not yet arrived. A quick phone call revealed they were just entering Weymouth. They were reminded that they were going to be late for an 11:00 am start. In the end, the departure was delayed until 11:22am. A check was made on the plan – the paddle was definitely feasible, and timings adjusted.  There was a following F3 wind, once the group turned with the flow, along the length of Portland to the Bill, which should help regain some lost time. The wind force could only be factored in to the plan on the day.

The trip was radioed in to the coastguard, by the leaders and the whole group informed of the call sign. “Yellow Kayaker”.

After pre-paddle safety brief and buddying paddlers up in pairs, clarifying to the group who the day’s two leaders were, the group launched. However, a stuck skeg meant the group didn’t start paddling until 11:40 am.

After clearing the harbour the slowest paddlers set the pace. The group were reminded several times to keep close together. Which reminded people later to stay as a group. The extra paddler’s paddling was closely observed and they were coping with the wind and sea conditions. The wind, F3, was almost head on, and some of the group were finding this hard going, so that the speed was slow.  The leaders had thought this may be the case and that a following wind and sea on turning would help correct the timings.

At about 13:15 the coastguard contacted one of the group leaders with a report of dumping surf on Chesil beach. The other leader was consulted, they decided the group would still be ok to land. (The group never got far enough to check this decision.)

By the time the group turned towards the Bill the flow was less than anticipated. The following wind should have made up for the lack of flow. But some of the paddlers didn’t like the following sea and the group’s pace didn’t pick up as anticipated.

At 14:10, 53 minutes later than the original plan and 13 minutes behind the revised plan, the group passed through the Race from east to west. Whilst the group were in the race, one of the paddlers was reported to one of the leaders, as possibly struggling, with a stomach problem. The leader only heard the person was struggling and not the stomach problem. After passing through the race the leaders consulted the flow charts. If the group kept on this heading for an hour before heading north, they would be ok still to make Chesil Beach. The group was rafted up and told the plan. Nobody at this point mentioned they were struggling or had a problem. The group was also told to take on some food and water, whilst they were rafted up. Some did and some didn’t, possibly due to the swell.

The group set off again. By the time the group were due south of the radio mast above Wyke the pace had slowed to 1knt.  Had the leaders underestimated the tiredness of the group, or was the flow not as predicted on the flowcharts, or had the flow charts been misread whilst checking the plan at sea from a kayak? It is easy to speculate, sitting in the warm and dry, with no pressure, but having checked after the event, all was correct with the flowcharts.

After a discussion between the leaders, they decided to change the plan; The new plan headed due north for the Radio mast above Wyke. The intention was to get half way along the length of coast from the Bill to Chesil and ferry glide across the outgoing flow to the shore, then rock hop against the flow to Chesil Beach.

After a while, it was clear some of the group were struggling with this and the group would not make land before dark. With one leader now towing the slowest paddler, the group began to ferry glide across the outgoing flow towards Portland Bill, aiming to land by the Bill and get off the water. By now, some paddlers were getting worried and were asking to put out a call to the coastguard to inform of the groups change of plans. When they did, they did not get a reply back from the coastguard and assumed a lack of VHF signal due to line of sight problems. The group were told to keep paddling. As the group started to cross the edge of the tide race now from west to east, the swell and waves picked up. The tow was dropped, fearing the towed person would get pulled over.

Whilst crossing the edge of the race, an experienced (5 star trainee) paddler took a swim, trying to get their VHF out, to try again to update the coastguard. For a second the group paused, before being urged on. Two experienced and competent paddlers went to the rescue of the swimming paddler and successfully and swiftly returned them to their boat. Being experienced paddlers (5 Star) and therefore a self contained group it was decided to leave them to complete the rescue and the main group to carry on. The rest of the group continued paddling on towards Portland Bill, reaching approximately 1nm or less from the Bill. The group of three paddlers involved in the rescue, now on their own, put out a mayday call at 4pm. The paddler who had swum was having trouble pumping out their boat and they were now in the race and drifting further out to sea. Also the paddler who swum was possibly to cold to continue.  The three paddlers involved in this rescue were now approximately due south of the Bill. A rafted tow of two by the third paddler had been tried, but was not making forward movement and they were continuing to lose ground against the flow.

At about the same time as the mayday call, one of the main group which had continued on, had become hysterical. The leader grabbed the paddler, trying to calm them down and prevent them falling in. One of the other paddlers called in a mayday on seeing this, not knowing that one had been already called.

The group was called by the leader into a raft on the hysterical paddler. Two people capsized getting into the raft and were swiftly returned to their kayaks and successfully emptied of water by other members of the group. The safest option for these capsized paddlers was now not to join the raft but to stay put in their pairs.

The wait for the rescue services was short.

The helicopter hovered overhead and located the groups. As directed by the helicopter, a flare was set off as it approached the group of 3 paddlers who had put in the initial mayday.   There was a main raft of nine and two rafts of two close by. Three paddlers, the first swimmer and his rescuers, were further away but within sight. All paddlers were in their kayaks with no one in the water and so the helicopter closed its doors and stood by. By monitoring channel 16 on the VHF, the leader gained the information, that as nobody was in the water the helicopter crew were not going to rescue anybody and stood by waiting for the lifeboat.

When the lifeboats arrived, the inland lifeboat (rib) was despatched to rescue the group furthest out followed by the other two groups not in the main raft. As paddlers were rescued, sea kayaks were abandoned to float independently.

The all weather lifeboat (ALB) skilfully manoeuvred itself to join the raft.  They threw a rope for all in the raft to hold. Some of the group had practised with the RNLI lifeboat before, and remembered the difficulty of getting on to the boat, even with a flat calm Sea. They wondered how the lifeboat crew would do it this time. The lifeboat crew grabbed the closest paddler’s buoyancy aid, pulled their deck and hauled them onto the lifeboat. The lifeboat crew had removed a hatch/portion of the deck and were standing on a lower deck about 1 meter below the boats high side and so could reach over to the  kayaks and paddlers on the water. As paddlers were rescued, sea kayaks were pushed away to float independently. All paddlers were on board the lifeboat by the time darkness fell.

The lifeboat crew collected the kayaks up and put them onto the ALB. The helicopter lit the kayaks in the sea, as it was now dark. Saving our kayaks was to stop the lifeboat having to go out every time one washed ashore for days afterwards. They could only count 15 kayaks had been rescued, but when unloading all 16 kayaks were there.

On board the lifeboat, the rescued paddlers were being observed. Two were thought to need more assistance than the lifeboat crew were trained for. One was possibly in shock and the other was severely sea sick. (Ironically, in our kayaks nobody had felt sea sick. However most of the group felt sick on the bobbing lifeboat, which was well equipped with sick bags to deal with this. The group were all pleased when the boat started motoring for home and stopped heaving about.) These two were airlifted by the helicopter to hospital. One was suffering from hypothermia with a core temperature of 33 degrees Celsius, and released later that night. They subsequently informed the trip leader that they had had stomach problems in the run up to the paddle.  The other was ok once off of the lifeboat.

The lifeboat dropped us off at Portland marina, and the group all helped carry kayaks up the pontoon. There was a medical check over hot tea and coffee and a debrief for the leaders with the coastguard. Avoiding the press, the group all continued homeward, glad the day was over but concerned that they had to use the emergency services and the cost involved.

Why was a Mayday call made?

One paddler who took a swim was having trouble pumping out his boat and was drifting in the race further out to sea. Also he was possibly to cold to continue. One paddler was hysterical. Although it was thought by the leaders that the group could make Portland Bill and land, it would have been in the dark. Better a rescue in daylight than potentially one at night. The original Mayday call appears to have been excited shouting, the radio was then taken by a second paddler for a calm and accurate Mayday.

Positive points

All paddlers were wearing kit suitable for paddling in the conditions, even if they took a short swim. (Dry suits)
All had helmets enabling any sort of landing to be attempted.
The group kept close together.
Swimmers were swiftly returned to their kayaks.
Enough safety kit i.e. VHF’s etc was carried by the group.
The Coastguard had been informed of the trip, i.e. numbers of kayaks and paddlers.

Lessons learnt for the level of water paddled, in no order of importance.

Use detailed timings when advertising trips, some of the group took these timings and used them to decide their own suitability, before asking to come on the trip.
Paddlers need to be on time.
Paddlers on this level of trip should be capable of paddling at 3knts.
Back up plans (of which several were prepared) should be based on injured paddlers as well, healthy paddlers back up plans would be different.
Paddlers need to inform leader of any ill health that occurs before or during a paddle.
All paddlers should have charts and know the plan of the paddle, so a split in the group would not leave some unsure where to paddle.
all paddlers  should have, chocolate bars, snacks and a drink easily at hand.
The leaders needs to take more notice of an individual’s condition.
Vet paddlers more thoroughly before taking them on advanced paddles. Some on reflection should not have been there.
Club Secretary not informed of incident before being contacted by press.

To aid in a rescue

•    Secure ALL equipment to boat, e.g. slide paddles under deck lines.
•    Fit reflective strips to kayaks (hull and deck) and paddles

In conclusion:

As this has been written factually not to point the blame, incidents have not been identified to individual paddlers and it therefore reads that a lot of the group had problems. The majority of the group were ok.

The minor incidents on there own, would not have caused the final outcome. Only when added together were they a problem. Gradually eroding the time buffer that had been planned.

Weather and Sea conditions did not change and were as expected and planned for.

I wish the group had not needed to use the rescue services. However, they did an excellent job, and I thank them wholeheartedly. Their response was quick, calm and highly professional. Practising with the RNLI in Southampton, some of the group know how difficult it is to recover paddlers to a lifeboat. These crews achieved this in fading light on the edge of a tidal race – a real credit to their dedication and training.

Thanks again to the rescue services.

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It all started with an email sent in November 2009! [UHCC] SUMMER WHITE WATER PADDLING TRIP 2010. Interested, we certainly were!

The email tempted us with the expectations of walking, climbing, biking, rafting and sight-seeing, and more importantly, kayaking in fantastically clear, blue, cold water! Where? – The Soča river, Bovec, Slovenia.

The Soča River in Slovenia is a 140 km long river flowing through the Western part of the country and then running over to North-Eastern Italy. The river starts off from the Trenta valley of the Julian Alps, Slovenia. Moving forward, the river enters a valley surrounded by a ring of mountains. The river then runs through villages such as Bovec, Nova Gorica, Kobarid, Tolmin and Gorizia. Finally, the Soča completes its journey as it enters the Adriatic Sea.

After almost 8 months of planning, we were on our way, with the Sat Nav set for Bovec. After two days of travelling in torrential rain, though 6 different countries we arrived in Slovenia, with grave concerns of the prospect of too much water in the rivers! We were very relieved to be reassured by Maria and Nigel that in fact the rivers were, if anything, slightly lower than ideal.

Gradually everyone arrived in Bovec, minus their luggage in Lynette’s case, which was reclaimed after an expensive taxi chase behind the coach! Tom and Michelle, Kevan, Sally and Maria, choose to stay in apartments in the centre of Bovec, and arrived late into the evening after an equally horrendous journey through extreme rainy conditions.

Day 1

Our Sunday morning started abruptly at 07:00 by the church bells! However after the initial shock of the rude awakening, the day started leisurely with a small amount of paperwork and a briefing of the week’s activities from Nigel and Maria. After a acceptable degree of ‘faffing ‘ and the transport loaded, we were on the road driving through scenic villages, giving us the occasional tempting glimpse of the Soča river. The ‘get in’ even had a Portaloo, which I soon learnt was a standard feature at all access and egress points. After a short wait for the shuttle drivers to return, courtesy of Sally (Kevan’s wife), we were on the water practising a spot of ferry gliding to calm the nerves in my case!

Day One involved a gentle paddle down a grade 1/2 section of the Soča River from Kobarid, at Napoleons Bridge, to the get out at Volarje.

The view from the river was just simply amazing and the water so clear it was possible to see every pebble and fish with absolute clarity. The water temperature was bracing, which I discovered after misjudging the eddy line! Lunch time included a little beach theoretical coaching which prepared us nicely for the second section of the river and how to avoid being swept into the bank. The paddle was a perfect starting point for the week as it included a few features as well as the opportunity to gaze at the spectacular scenery.

Back at the campsite showering became a well timed exercise, lining up the shampoo, conditioner and shower gel in order of use. Three minutes for 50 cents did not allow enough time for squinting at bottle labels! Longer than 3 minutes resulted in an icy cold blast of water. Brrr.

After exploring the village we settled down to a gourmet campfire meal and a couple of beers before turning in for the night.

Day 2

Day two started similar to day one, with the abrupt awaking by the church bells, and Bailey’s brief attack of bell induced tourettes!

The paddle started at Cezsoca which was a very short drive from the campsite. We were entertained by the antics of the organised rafting groups that had arrived on mass, while waiting for the shuttle drivers to return from Boka (waterfall). This section of the river was also a grade 1/2 with a number of features and play waves to surf.  The emphasis for me was on adopting an upright paddle technique and more aggressive edging. I also mastered breaking in to a fast flow with confidence, ensuring I cleared the eddy line before looking down river. Bailey boofed over a rock and broke this boat. Whoops!

After another gourmet evening meal and an ant evacuation we settled down to an evening of chat around the camp citronella tea lights!

Day 3

Day three started with me counting the church bells – over 100!

Today’s paddle started from Cezsoca along the same stretch of grade 1/2 as Monday, progressing though to a 2/3 to the get out at Srpenica 2. Today held a different set of challenges and reinforcing techniques became important, especially in the second stretch of river, reading the river and eddy hopping, became second nature. I think it was fair to say that I was slightly apprehensive at the start of the grade 2/3 section, which was totally unnecessary as the coaching and support made the transition to slightly higher grade of water relatively easy, and I paddled it without a swim. Result! However the walk at ‘get out’ was certainly challenging today, up a steep hillside path which seemed to go on and on forever with no end in sight.

Back at the campsite a fire had started in the nearby hills. The local airfield was utilised as a refilling station for the fire-fighting helicopters. The attempt carried on until daylight disappeared and continued again at first light the following day.

Day 4

Compulsive bell counting – 120 to be precise!

Today’s paddle was down a beautiful stretch of grade 2/3 from Zmuklica to Cezsoca. The carry down was along a long narrow woodland path down to the bottom of a gorge, but it was worth the effort when we got there. We practiced our river crossing techniques learnt on the White Water Safety and Rescue course the weekend before in Wales, and walked up the opposite river bank to the bridge for a fantastic view of the gorge. Boy was the water cold!

The path up to the gorge gave us fantastic views of the aqua blue river, laced with white foamy swirling water.

A couple stretches of the river caught a few paddlers out today, however I remained dry and smug for the second day running. Nigel and Paul ran this section first and set up a set of throw lines, just in case. How did they know?

Day 5

Managed to go back to sleep after the bells. Yeah!

Day five was the same as day four with the addition of misty rain, which made everything eerie and spooky adding a completely different dimension to reading the river. I was paired up with Claire who questioned and tested my newly acquired river reading skills, giving me the opportunity to lead, and eddy hop. I think most paddlers were glad to get off the river today as it was damp and definitely cooler.

More running repairs to Bailey’s boat

Day 6

Today was ‘rained off’ as nobody was that keen to paddle in the relentless rain, so most of the day was spent in the van reading and sleeping. We all met in the evening at the campsite restaurant for a Presentation evening. Pete won the prestigious ‘Faffing’ Award, which most felt was well deserved! Pete certainly appeared pleased.

Tom was presented with ‘swimmer of the week’ which was closely contested by a few, and I am at a lost to remember how Bailey won his award, but it was graciously received.

A good evening was had by all, especially as wine was 90c per glass!

Day 7 Boca (waterfall) –Trnova

Today’s trip started by saying ‘goodbye’ to Tom and Michelle as their week in Slovenia had come to an end, and ‘hello’ to Kevan, Sally and Maria, as they joined us at the campsite for their last few days.

It was lovely to get back on the water after the previous days lack of activity. It was a beautiful clear blue day with hardly a cloud to be seen, and everyone was bouncing with energy and enthusiasm. I spent the day with Bailey who taught me additional tools for my ’toolbox’, as I had chilled into quite a relaxed style. I learnt why it is important to practice good technique at all times, too ensure you don’t get caught out by larger water. We paddled a gentle grade 1/2 from Boca which lead on to a 2/3 section and finally the coaches and Paul ran the 3/4 section.

Day 8

This was an official ‘rest day’ and most of us decided to take the cable car up to Prestreljenik window, in the Kanin mountain range, which is famous for its natural window in the rock.

When we embarked from the cable car we were amazed to find that the rain we experienced 2 days before had fallen as snow. Needless to say we had a snowball fight in our shorts t-shirts and sandals!

Next we decided to climb to Prestreljenik window, which was both challenging and foolish in loose fitting sandals! There are a number of different legends that describe how the window was formed. One of which is that God made the hole with his fingers so that Noah could tie his Ark when the waters started to subside. The second is that the Devil, who in a dense fog and with full speed bumped into the mountain, creating with his horns a big hole in it.

However Claire and I made it to the top, closely followed by Paul and Pete who were helping Lynette. The view of the Italian mountain range from the top was breathtaking and well worth the climb and the descent, which was even more treacherous!

Day 9 Peer paddle

All kitted up with spare paddles, first aid kit, throw lines etc, we set off to paddle the stretch of water that we paddled on day one, from Kobarid at Napoleons Bridge, to the get out at Volarje.  Paul led the way with Maria, Kevan, Lynette and I following like little ducks. It felt strange initially, to be on the water without coaches, but that feeling passed very quickly, knowing we all had the skills necessary. We had a great day and consolidated all the skills we have developed over the past week, and even had time to play on the waves!

This trip to Slovenia was memorable for all the right reasons. There was a good balance between individual coaching, group instructions and personal achievement time.  Despite having paddled this stretch of water once, we will be back again next year.

- Heather

Friday 12^thNov – Sun 14^th Nov 2010

Friday.

After a slightly delayed start, Pete, Lynette & I set off from Southampton, wondering if the rain was ever going to stop.
We made it to the the Vicarage Bunkhouse in Dulverton in plenty of time for drinkies at the Bridge Inn though.

For future reference it was £3.50 for all day parking (until 8am the next day)

Saturday.

There had been a lot of rain in the preceding days.

Saturday morning inspection revealed high levels for the intended paddle down to Exebridge.

It was decided to postpone the paddle down this section.

The weather for the day was ‘cold but dry’

Fortunately, there were plenty of other options.

• Paddle from Tarr Steps, but respecting the access.
• Go surfing at Croyde
• Go Walking
• Go to the Pub (not really an option as all the above are destined to end here)

After helping those in need of a paddle and, given the water speed, I decided to walk up alongside the river, towards Tarr Steps.
The two photos below show the difference from the level last year.

As Pete, Lynette & I made our way along the bank, we did have our ‘paddling heads’ on and were picking lines to take.

Our late lunch stop was perfectly timed. Coinciding with the earlier paddling sub-group passing by.

Given the time of year, the landscape colours were an awesome spectacle so walking was a good way to appreciate them.

My favourite photo of the weekend, but no boats

Then another very pleasant evening in the Bridge Inn, sampling the ale and the food.

I can recommend the ‘Minty Lamb Pie’ although the Gooseberry & Apple Crumble is worth leaving space for too.

Sunday

The morning brought a whirlwind of mops & hoovers in the bunkhouse, finishing at 9am on the dot.

The water was still high, if a tiny bit slower and lower.

A paddle was possible, with the inevitable reservations because of access.

While waiting for the car shuttle to return, it was ‘UHCC to the Rescue’ helping a local resident (and dog) who got stranded on their Quad bike at Tarr Steps while crossing the Barle.
This was a good advert for the paddling fraternity.

(And yes, the dog was fine. If a bit wet !)

The paddle turned out to be everything you come to expect.
Fast (for me), bumpy and with little challenges thrown in.

At my level, I pickup new stuff every time I paddle.

i.e. I make mistakes.

For example, Ian leads, we all follow….. This worked fine while I was close enough to see his lines. Later on I have Ollie & Will in front of me, and start following their lines inadvertently. It was something of a shock, when I realised they are taking the ‘fun’ lines.

Suffice to say, I only made this mistake once!

Lunch time was very welcome, with Dave & Will practising with throwlines…. see WWSR blog (getafix.com)

I’d opted for 3 layers under my dry suit, which proved perfect while paddling, but not for standing around eating. Plenty of coffee did the trick though and it wasn’t too long before we set off again.

Not far down stream, I get a physics lesson:- 2 Diesels can’t occupy the same space at the same time, even if they are both red. (Five boat lengths is not enough space if the person in front of you runs into trouble)
The rest of the run down to the weir seemed really quick.  Marsh Bridge seemed a little more ‘boisterous’ than the day before (but I was standing on the bridge, looking down,  rather than paddling under)
I was also really impressed by the speed Paul and Flossy were helped out too….Top job guys

We got out above Dulverton Weir to inspect the line to take.

The weir proved to be easier than last year, for me; and certainly less scary.

The two little drops 100m or so after the weir were our final bit of fun for the day before a long trip back home.

We all arrived at the campsite at varying times on Friday night. There were a large group of 21 of us so a lot of tents and cars with boats on the roof to spot our section of the campsite. Elaine, Spence and myself arrived a little later than hoped to some incredibly gusty winds, but with help of those already present we managed to get the tents up fairly swiftly with all guy ropes used to full effect. After a quick catch up we soon went to bed, unfortunately to a night of very little sleep with the wind and rain keeping many of the group awake!

We woke to a grey and misty morning, and although the winds had dropped we were forecast a force 5 for the day ahead which left us short of choices for sea paddling. After a quick discussion of options, we headed towards the River Avon Estuary. We got on the river and before we knew it we had reached the sea. We were almost white water paddling towards the end as there was such a flow out of the river! We sat and ate lunch in the beautiful sunshine – a long way from the weather we had been forecast!

After lunch we decided to set off around Burgh Island as the wind had not materialised. In order to get there we had to navigate the surf out of the bottom of the river. This was a little entertaining for all, and some people got rather hot and decided to find a quick way to cool down!! We paddled around the island where there was quite a swell, on the other side we played around in the surf some more. We then paddled back round to the river mouth to catch the incoming tide back up…or so we thought! We needed another couple of hours for the tide to catch up with us and spent 2 hours paddling in 6 inches of water, spirits remained high though and we were soon back to the campsite for a well earned dinner and of course a campfire and glass of wine!

The Sunday morning was bright and beautiful and we packed up the tents and headed down to the beach to do some real sea paddling. We headed west along the coast and in to some rather strong winds, and rock hopped the final stages to the mouth of the River Erme. I really learnt on this paddle the benefit of a skeg. I guess in my little experience of sea kayaking in the wind I’d never really appreciated the difference it makes in helping to hold a straight line in the wind! We had lunch here and headed a little further west exploring the rock crevices.

We finally headed for home, with wind and tide behind us and some considerable swell to surf we made fast work of reaching Bigbury again. With some final surfing in the small waves we ended the weekend. Considering the forecast we had for the weekend we had a great time and we all got to try out some different types of sea kayaking and even some different sea kayaks (thanks Steve!). Thank you to all 21 people who joined in the fun, I’ve never seen so many sea kayaks in one place, and to Nigel and Maria for organising us and the weather!

Shelley.

A group of 20+ made our way to Bigbury-on-Sea for weekend sea paddle.

The weather forecast wasn’t great, but set to gradually improve.

This was the first outing for our new van, so we set off with the intention of taking a sedate drive all the way.
Having arrived just before dark, Michele and I managed to pitch the tent reasonably quickly,  although the main incentive was to crack open the beer and wine.
Most others arrived well after dark and so with that and the wind picking up, pitching tents was a challenge.

It was a VERY windy night, but we were all ‘present and correct’  the next morning.

The wind was still way too high so we all went on an estuary paddle down the Avon, from Aveton Gifford to the Sea.
As we all set off, I realised the van had ‘bogged down’ overnight……panic moment as I realise everyone is driving off.
Thanks to Spence, Don and their passengers for the pushing me out.

As we paddled down  a very scenic river,  ‘Hamblesque’ in many parts, it got hotter  and hotter.

The photo above is some of us trying to get into the photos of a Beach Wedding which was in progress !

After lunch at the mouth of the estuary, with a favourable wind, the coaches decided a trip around Burgh Island was ‘on’
One slight problem (for me anyway) was the big (again, for me!) surf we had to paddle out through.
Nigel briefed us all on the plan, and the do’s & don’ts in case anybody swam.
With a few of the more experienced sea paddlers strategically placed, off we went.

I made it through the first big wave, only to be greeted by an even bigger wave!
This one also had a surfer on it!!.  Though a safe enough distance away, it was sufficient incentive for me to paddle even harder.
The rest is a blur of being battered by the force of the water, and of mostly underwater. (note to self #1 …use nose clip next time)
Still,  I kept going and popped out the other side.
Now running on the adrenaline, I joined the others on the leeward side of the rocks and discovered my trusty water bottle had been washed off my deck. (note to self #2 … D’oh)

Paddling around the island, to the opposite side of the beach where we started from allowed to to see just how ‘craggy’ the far side of the island was.
Once round there was a bit of rock hopping and a bit of light surfing.
At this point I needed to take a shortcut, so out came the wheels and a long slog across the beach. I realise now I should have paddled back with the rest of the group as this was ‘knackering’ (and it took exactly the same time)

Now back with Malcolm (guess who forgot his helmet); we set off back up the river.

The tide hadn’t reall turned, but with time marching on we decided on a see how far we could get.
It was a real slog against the flow of the river and the boats were barely afloat so we had to keep getting out and wading.
Having worked up quite a sweat, the campsite  7 minute (£1) shower was just enough to revitalise me for my excellent evening meal (Thanks Michele xx).
Dave broke out the fire starting kit, and it was time to relax with the beer and the  wine for a pleasant evening of chat, stories and satellite spotting as it was such a clear night.

DAY 2

With the wind having dropped sufficiently, but still a factor, we left the North end of Burgh Island beach and headed for the shelter of the cliffs.
This allowed us to do some rock hopping, and for me to practise manoueveing my Capella  in confined spaces.

We stopped at Mothecombe for a very pleasant lunch.

It was then back on the water for some slightly more challenging rock hopping.

See what I mean…..

Nick …. looking cool.

Time to head back, with the wind behind us we made really good time.
It was the first time I have felt ‘comfortable’ when paddling in a following sea too.

Maria even managed to get me paddling down the waves properly.
It turned out to be just the incentive I needed as when we got back to the beach, the run in through the surf was exhilerating, to say the least.

After a long walk up the beach, the hill up to the car park felt steeper than when we left.

Steve S discovered he had lost his car keys.
Fortunately, a kind soul had found them on the beach and handed them in to the lifeguard……luckily Steve checked with the guard and didn’t have to walk home after all!

Another ‘TOP TRIP’ drew to a close.

Thanks Nigel,
Thanks Maria,
Thanks to all the coaches,
Thanks Michele (for driving me all the way home while I slept ! )

White water season is here and I can’t wait to get out there!  My gears been out a few of times since last winter but not a lot; so I decided to have a thorough kit shakedown and I thought I’d share it with you.  Besides – there’s FAR too much sea kayaking on this blog!

Why? – two reasons; Firstly when you hear me complaining about how heavy my boat is I want you to really know how heavy it is!  Secondly at the end I’ll give a run down of what you should probably be carrying if your starting out on your white water adventures this winter, so stay tuned.

I took all the kit and laid it out on the floor, took a photo and numbered everything:

Now begins a long and not very exciting list of all the gear:

The Gear:

My gear breaks into two, my ‘normal’ kit and my ‘pin kit’.  I carry both all the time.  If you’re just starting out and not leading groups you may not need a pin kit…

Normal Kit

1 – 20m Throwline

This usually sits between my legs in the boat, or attached to the boats central pillar.  Lots of lengths are available,  when I started out I bought a 15m line as it was good for all of the rivers I was paddling, these days I carry the 20m Palm Alpine line as sometimes the extra length is handy.  People have been known to suggest that a rope is too long to throw, well perhaps sometimes that’s true, but you could just pull some out before you throw it…?  Note the screwgate karibiner on the bag of the line?  I usually take his off before I throw it at people, but I keep it on there if were getting boats back as lots of people carry nothing at all!

The important thing to remember with throwlines is that you might have to take a lot of weight on it, so you want something you’ll be able to hold in your hands.  Typically this means thick line, some manufacturers use thin line, but when it’s got weight on it it gets even thinner and can feel like holding a car on cheese wire.  I had to let go of a line in the Alps a couple of years ago because some Muppet was holding his boat when I had him on a thin line and it was killing my hands (The Muppet wasn’t one of our club though!)

2 – 25m Throwline

I usually have this one too, it’s a 25m Palm Canyon bag.  I don’t usually carry this myself, but I’m happy to volunteer someone in the group who’s not carrying much gear to look after it.  It’s a handy backup, and can be useful if you need to get across a river.

3 – Spare Clothing and a dry bag to keep it in

Condition and group dependent but I will usually have a set of spare clothing.  There’s nothing worse than being cold.  There’s usually some gloves and a hat in there, a top and bottom layer of thermals and mid layer.

4 – Knife

I carry a cheap (£10) knife attached to me with a short thin lanyard.  I carry it in the front pocket of my BA clipped on.  I’ve looked at all sorts of options, from good looking Victorinox knives to cheapo kitchen knives   I settled on this style for now, it’s pretty cheap because I drop them!  The only down side of this is that it’s got a pointy tip, I’d prefer a rounded tip like this one but for the extra money I don’t think it’s worth it.  I took an angle grinder to my first cheapo knife, and it was like a hot knife through butter!  A couple of weeks later I lost the knife and since then I decided to just be careful with the pointy end!!

5 – Pruning Saw

Used to clear branches from rivers, or in the worst cases cut branches or boats in emergencies.  I also wear this in the front pocket of my BA.  Lots and lots of people don’t carry these, which is bad, also many people carry them in the back of their boat – great until you’re 100m from your boat and you need it immediately.  I started carrying it in my front pocket as I believe that if I need it, it’ll be needed very quickly.  You can get them all over the place, but any hardware shop or garden center should have them like B&Q or Homebase.

6 – 4m Tape with Snap Gate and Twist Lock Karibiners

Used for securing myself, boats, paddles etc.  Some people carry a 2m sling, I used to but now I prefer to use a long tape as I think it’s more versatile (I had a snazzy Palm one but like most of my gear I lost it at the bottom of a river and replaced it with a cheaper tape from Cotswold’s).  The karabiners are attached with simple overhand knots.  One of the gates is a Palm snap gate – these are good as they can clip a paddle shaft through the gate.  The other end is a twist lock HMS gate. I moved to a twist gate after my AWWSR with Leo Hoare because I can self clip my rescue harness to a line, and sure enough a few months later I did exactly that and had confidence that I was safe when I heard the gate click into place.

7 – Aquapac for my Car Keys

Electronic keys – nightmare.

8 – Money

Enough money to buy myself out of trouble!  Hopefully for an ice cream, but perhaps for a taxi.  I usually remember to carry the correct currency if I’m paddling out of the UK – but not last time!

9 – Whistle to live in my BA

Essential kit for signaling in noisy environments, no training required, blow a whistle and people will look at you.

10 – Mobile Phone

After a recent trip I added this to my gear and used it almost immediately when we finished a sea paddle early.  The phone was £15 and O2 made me put a £10 top-up on it, they said as long as I switched it on every 3 months the credit would last forever.  I printed labels on it with my name and the number on it, so I don’t have to remember either!  The labels are so I can give it to someone should they need it.

11 – Watch

Time is more important than you might think on a trip.  From managing get on time and expected return times to medical situations and co-ordinating search and rescue efforts, everyone should have a watch.  I got a cheap watch from Argos, it’s usually got the time set correctly but if you ask me the time, I might tell you the date as I don’t use it too often…

12 – Split Paddles

Lots of people think they can paddle with a broken paddle, I’m sure you can.  I’ve paddled a fair bit and I’ve only ever seen one broken paddle, but I’ve seen dozens of people loose their paddles and if they haven’t got it they can’t paddle with it.  Note that I carry the key for the paddle lock system too – they can fall apart without it.  My paddles are Lendal’s but I might upgrade to the Werner ones

(We’re skipping a bit here, we’ll look at it later)

18 – Group Shelter

These are excellent bits of kit, they work like a tent where the people are the tent poles.  As a group you hold it like a bed sheet, then whoosh it back over your head an under your bum as you sit down.  You’ll get warm in no time, and it’s a good spirit lifter.

19 – Food Container

I *hate* crushed sandwiches!!!

20 – Flask

Do not underestimate the power of a warm drink!  Either on others or on yourself a warm drink can lift spirits on bleak days, many a time I’ve had some hot squash and felt better about the world.

21 – Water Bottle

Lots of rivers have agricultural run off from fields so it’s probably better not to drink the water.

22 – Elbow Pads

If I’m in the big stuff they’ll be on my elbows.  These usually stay in the car.

23 – Foil Bivy Bag

For emergencies, this is the only bit of gear on this list I’ve never needed and its still in it’s original packet!  I don’t carry a foil blanket as they’re pretty fragile and their benefit is questionable, but this seems like a good halfway house to a proper bivy bag.

24 – First Aid Kit

All the usual first aid stuff.  I carry it in a solid case (like a Peli case but not as good) mainly because dry bags get holes in as they get forced in and out of boats and my last first aid kit got a bit damp.  It’s not quite a full group kit but there’s enough in there for more than just basic cuts and scrapes.  Also in the same pack I carry…

• Compass – if it’s gone wrong and we need to walk out, hopefully I looked at a map at some point so know my route out in various directions – a compass can be a handy addition, currently I’ve got a little button compass as it’s unlikely that I’d need to navigate accurately or for an extended period of time with it.
• Waterproof notepad – when it all goes very very wrong or there’s a medical emergency the rescue services need detailed information about what’s happened.
• Pencil – pens tend to smear when they get wet, so I carry a pencil.
• Spare contact lenses – I’m as blind as a bat

25 – Cable Ties

Generally these are good for fixing things that snap where I can’t use any of the rope that I’ve got, I’ve used them for things like snapped backrest attachments.

26 – Fire

Man make fire.  Once again, only for when it’s gone super wrong!

27 – Spare Drain Bung

I lost a drain bung in Scotland this year and fashioned one out of Duck Tape.  It didn’t work at all, it was totally rubbish!!  I had a spare bung in the car, but that was too far away and the day was lost for me.

28 – Duck Tape

You can fix anything with Duck Tape.  Medical, structural, clothing – anything!

29 – Multitool

Pliers, knives, little saws, can openers.  I used mine to dismantle Larissa’s bike in Italy when Kate lost a nut from her footrest, I found one that fitted just as Kate found the original!

30 – Head Torch

Just in case!

Pin Kit

My ‘(un) pin kit’ is a collection of gear that I carry to use in extended situations.  I carry the quick fix gear on me but if things are going badly wrong, or we need to prepare lots of safety the gear in my pin kit see’s daylight.

13 – HMS Screw Gate and HMS Twist Lock Gate Karibiners

They’re both HMS style (i.e. not miniature) as these work better with the pulleys and ropes with knots in.

14 – 2x Pulleys

There can be lots of friction in ropes going around karibiners, rocks, trees etc, so I have a couple of pulleys in my bag.  They’re also pretty handy for setting up any kind of drag system (like a Z-drag or pig-rig thanks Pesda Press).  I only use the metal one’s (with a metal pulley), the plastic one’s (a plastic pulley) have a bad reputation, I heard that the plastic wheel can break, this is probably a myth but I’m not taking the chance.

15 – 2x Climbing Nuts on Sling

I carry a number 6 and a number 7.  Why? – incase there are no trees or other good anchor points near by these little fellers make excelent protection in rock cracks for safety and they’re super simple to use.

16 – 2x Prussic loops

Two prussic loops for Z-drags, pig-rigs or rope ascending.

17 – 2x 120 cm Sling

A couple of slings for safety, wrapping around trees etc.  These are probably ‘extras’ in my gear, but I prefer to have a backup for my 4m sling so I can provide rope safety and personal protection should the situation arise.

Beginners Kit:

That’s it.  That’s why my boat is big and weighs a ton.  You might think this is a lot of gear but I’ve used almost all of it at one time or another in real situations (usually for people in other groups I hasten to add!).  If you’re thinking about kiting up this winter I’d concentrate on the basics;

Personal first aid kit – You probably don’t need much, just enough to patch yourself up if you get a little cut or something like that.  Contact lenses would be my top tip to include in this

Throwline & Knife – make sure you know how to use them. It’s not all just chucking a rope at someone in the water, there’s a bit more too it than that.  If you want to carry one, find someone who knows how to use them and ask for some guidance.  Don’t carry a throwline unless you carry a knife.

Food – Take some food, getting energy is vital and makes a massive difference when you’re getting tired.

Clothes – If you think you’re going to get cold you will.  A dry bag and a couple of extra layers won’t take up much space, and might make the difference between a fun trip and not.

Whistle – pretty cheap and it can get attention to you quickly

The end:

What did I learn from my kit shakedown? – I need a new set of splits, mine (ironically?) have a split in them.  I’m missing some of the karibiners from my spares bag.  I found the multi-tool I had accused my paddling buddies of steeling.  My dry bags leak.

One of the best ways to figure out what you need and what you don’t is to get on a white water safety and rescue course or a 3* or 4* training course.  You’ll go through the gear, use it and make up your own opinion.  Then bottom line is though; you’ll only know what you really need when you need it, the rest is just a best guess.

- Chris.