J-Bay

The tribe has just returned from 3 days of kayaking at Jervis Bay.

A full trip report is available at:

 http://big-seas-little-flowers.blogspot.com/

King cray

Tony does it again with another Sunday dinner pulled from Sydney's coastline ...

More local tucker

Kingfisher just back on shore with his winter lunch sourced from the Sydney coastline.

Look and you shall find.

Harbour tucker

To the impressive list of recent finds that Tony has hunted and gathered in Sydney Harbour is this live scallop.

Abalone, bonito, crays, kingfish, octopus, oysters, mussels, prawns, (Australian) salmon, sea urchins, tailor and now a plump Port Jackson scallop.

Self-sufficiency based on an affinity with the harbour's natural habitats is a fine characteristic that once under-pinned the indigenous clans of this harbour.

The north passage

An early departure.

Time that is moved by little fidget wheels

Between the double and the single bell

Is not my time, the flood that does not flow.

 

A setting moon.

Deep and dissolving verticals of light

Ferry the falls of moonshine down.

Channel marker.

In the moon's drench, that straight enormous glaze,

And ships far off asleep, and Harbour-buoys

Tossing their fireballs wearily each to each

(Excerpts from Five Bells. Kenneth Slessor.)

This morning's passage from Felix Bay on the lower harbour to the upper-most capillaries of Middle Harbour was done mostly in complete and beautiful darkness.

The timing of the passage coinciding with the peak of this morning's flood tide.

The images above and below are taken at East Killara and North Forestville where the salty Pacific Ocean of the harbour blurs into increasingly brackish channels and finally a fresh water creek.

The three narrow channels branching off into the valleys of Killara and Forestville are tightly enclosed by the trunks and canopies of tall trees crowding down to the water's edge.

The sky traces the creek's path through the tree canopies.

At Carrol Creek, in the Garigal National Park, the watery track is interrupted by a rock staircase, small waterfalls and rills. A kayak portage is required to get up to the creek that lies wholly above the high-tide level. It is completely fresh.

Quietly paddling into this extraordinary tributary of Sydney Harbour.

Drifting into the last navigable metres of Middle Harbour accompanied by birdsong and the overhanging parasols of tree ferns. The air temperature was low - my finger tips an alarming blue.

Turning around, and with the sky now illuminated, the landscape that I had paddled through for almost three hours in the dark was revealed in all its transcendant beauty.

Of the hundreds of buildings that lined this morning's kayak route only one came even near responding successfully to its landscape context in a harmonious way. This house tucked into the western face of Seaforth shows a sensible hand at work in fracturing the building's form into two volumes and cladding the exterior in vertical boards of clear-treated hardwood. It's a low-key and sensitive solution to inserting a building into a distinctive landscape.

Sailing back into familiar territory ...

... and arriving home 6 hours and 45 minutes since leaving.

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Sails

The only thing better than a sail is ...

... two sails.

See ya!

Abalone pearl

At a location somewhere along the east Australian coastline (only accessible by nimble kayak) Tony spots an abalone with a rather nice surprise inside ... 

How about that?!.

Mid-winter

The almost winter-solstice sun rising at the base of North Head.

The Pacific Ocean being true to name on this sunny morning.

Peter sailing towards the ledge of North Head.

Branches

Sydney from 20,000 feet. Copyright David Moore

In recent times we've been paddling beneath the sheer cliffs along the coastline outside the Sydney Heads. This morning's journey, by contrast, turned inwards to travel up one limb of Sydney's branching waterways.

 Sailing towards Middle Head.

The distinctive conveyor belt of offshore clouds still forming over the remains of the East Australian Current.

 Turning westward to paddle up Middle Harbour and into the clear blue winter skies of the interior ...

Sydney Red Gum (Angophora costata) thriving on the thin soils of the sandstone peninsulas.

 

A flooded forest west of Roseville Bridge.

Cloud wisps forming on the river's surface.