Michael picked me up at 4 on friday, went to his house to get his stuff, back to my house as I forgot shoes and we were off. We were to meet David and Joyce at Bob Turners car park, leave michaels car and get dropped off at Canoe creek car park. A condition of this generous lift was we take an epirb. Never taken one before. Suprisingly seemless to pick up at Windsor cop shop. At Bob Turners it was pouring rain, it eased a bit at the drop off. Michael had forgot his rain coat. Joyce saved the day lending him her brand new one. We set tent, lit a fire, it bucketed down and went to sleep.
Next morning it was wet and got going bfore 8. We got down the colo canoe creek jumction and the water looked lowish but wading across it you could feel the flow. In the time it took us to get boats in the water the level was up 3cm on the stick we put in when we arrived. We had planned to do the trip over 2 days but it was an easy decision that this now had to get done as fast as possible. We had never done the canoe creek to wollongambe section before. Unreal. Waterfalls poring down big orange cliffs. We both came out on the second rapid. At this point the water wasn’t high but was flowing fast. Before the wollongambe a creek came in from the left that raised the level as did the wollongambe. By king rapid the water was really high… Somewhere in this section Michael had a wipe out and had his paddle stuck underwater. We for a bit thought we were truly fucked but managed (just) to retrive it.
After portaging king rapid, which was pumping we had lunch under a packraft in the tree awning. The sandy island in the pool below the rapid disappeared as we ate, maybe a 15min break.
Next rapid didn’t exist. Just high volume water.
Next rapid Michael made right to the last big wave and bought it. I bought it after the first big wave and rode it clinging one armed to a grab loop whilst sucked under hitting the odd thing. The river was now big.
The next 2 rapids looked totally insane. We were tired and portaging was tough work. Our put in after the last rapid was wild. The river was a cauldron and we were alyternatly sucked into the centre and pushed towards the trees.
At bob turners track the river was up the the start of track level.
Back at car at 7. A most excellent adventure and we both went home smiling ear to ear.