Barely 2 hours drive southwest of Sydney lies the unspoiled paradise of the Kangaroo Valley. Lying within Morton National Park, the fact that the town has officially been named Australia’s first ‘plastic bag free town’ gives an indication of the population (about 3 people live there), but also that you highly unlikely to stumble across a scaghead’s syringe or doggy paddle into a condom fish.
With 100’s of km’s of rivers running through it, the valley is best seen by canoe, robotic dolphin or aqua jet-pack. Being tight fisted vagabonds, we opted for the former courtesy of Kangaroo Valley Canoes, and a right jolly time was had!
15 of us paddled with the current for 2 days and with little wind, there was a surprising lack of moaning from Crispo. He appeared to lack complaint altogether – too busy marveling at the beauty of his immediate surroundings.
The river is absolutely spectacular, weaving its way through valley like a Vietnamese serpent.
No. Mebong. Pass me bong Jamie!’.
No prizes for guessing which pair were last to beach on our private (needless to say, free) island. Conveniently, just in time for a char grilled banquet and a game of twister.
We found a rope swing boys dreams are made of; Turfey and I perfected the syncronised back flip; Susi wet herself on seeing a Huntsman the size of a saucepan in Neil and Sally’s vessel; Tom showed us the textbook way to row a boat gently down the stream; Ross almost drowned saving Adam who thought a solo mid night paddle was a genius idea; Rachel showed us all how power couples glide through the water; Holly proved there isn’t anything wrong with a game of twister in the valleys; Dan and Ems displaced several species of animals from the national park during a mid river squabble and Debbie showed us all how to contort one’s face into the maddest of maddest cowie faces!
Calling all Sydney adventure seekers: this is not one to miss out on – arguably the best we’ve found to date. Get on it.
To see the vid of this awesome weekend escape, click here.