Day 30 Pottsville – Coolangatta
Waking up knowing I was now well and truly in qld waters was amazing, I was ready surprisingly quickly for a change and it was the morning logistics that delayed the paddle start. The conditions were due to spike a…
Day 34 South Moreton Island
It was agreed that the team would all have a semi sleep in and a later start on the water. This was in aid of potentially assisting me with motivation and energy. I guess it worked even just as a…
Day 33 North Stradbroke Island to Point Lookout
This morning was a morning I dreaded having to paddle, while physically I knew I had the capabilities it was the mental strength I was truly suffering with. Nick and Beechy went to launch the ski while I was left…
Day 32 Surfers Paradise to South Stradbroke Island
I’m waking up a whole lot earlier than I should these days, but I’m almost getting used to that as well. Despite staying in some incredibly cozie accommodation as I migrate north I’m still not settled, not comfortable and riddled…
Day 31 The Gold Coast Stretch – Rest Day
Waking up at an unusually early time still very much in the dark was not creating an overly enthusiastic mermaid, however the reason for the wake up I knew would be well worth it! Over a month ago, quite…
Day 29 Byron to Pottsville
Yet another early start to the day as the Byron Surf Club came alive from all hours of the morning with members in the gym, the gear shed's and diving into the ocean to start their day off the best…
Day 28 Rest Day in Byron
Sleeping in a surf club is always interesting, especially on a weekend. There is always the usual traffic of locals walking through from 5:30am onwards to use the gym, so sleep in’s on rest days are unlikely. After an eventful…
Day 27 Ballina to Byron
My internal body clock now insists on waking me up at 6am, in reality its not too early but i do aim to make ample time of what sleep i can get. With the constant moving and change it is…
Day 26 Evans Head to Ballina
Waking up to an overcast day didn’t help to brighten my mood but I did try to hide that I was feeling a little glum. We left our warm, comforting shelter and ventured down the road to Chinaman’s Beach to…
Day 25 Esk to Evans Head
I woke up with a sense of deja vu as Nic comes bursting into my room with the daily bowl of concrete porridge and comical jokes. Today was one of the highly logistical days amongst the 43 paddle days, while…