Never Underestimate The Power Of Nature
Posted: 20 Sep 2019, 10:59
I launched from Warneet boat ramp yesterday about 8:30am into perfect conditions, with a rapid tide assisted pedal down the channel. As I was trying to get to Warneet as early as possible, I hadn't stopped to re-check the forecast (that I'd studied the night before), so I was expecting a gentle breeze until about midday, then 10 to 12 knots offshore in the afternoon.
When the breeze swung to the north and picked up in strength very rapidly, I was anchored in about 4 - 5m with gentle waves. At the time I was swapping over some rigs, and had squid jigs and fishing line all over the place. Shortly after the strong wind hit the yak swung around side on to the waves, and I realised that the anchor had lost purchase. What amazed me (and the reason that I'm writing this post) was how quickly the waves grew from a gentle chop into a very large chop, as I was drifting sideways towards French Island at about 3kph. I decided I'd better forget about sorting out the fishing gear, get the anchor aboard ASAP, and then get the yak heading into the waves again.
While at no time did I feel I was in any danger, I was reminded of the POTENTIAL DANGER for someone with less experience, or in a less seaworthy kayak. I was certainly pleased to be in a Revo 13, rather than an EBay special.
Once a bit closer to land, I sorted the rods and mess of jigs & lines, and attempted to trawl or drift again, but after a very short time I gave that up as a bad idea, and headed back to the Warneet channel. I'm very pleased I did when I did, as my voyage up the channel (even with tide assistance) became a very slow, hard pedal straight into the wind and half metre breaking waves. With wind against tide the waves were standing up like at a surf beach. By the time I got back to the boat ramp (travelling at about 4kph even with the tide) I was very wet and pretty knackered, but pleased with a solid workout (and a few squid for dinner).
Moral of the story: Never underestimate the power of nature
When the breeze swung to the north and picked up in strength very rapidly, I was anchored in about 4 - 5m with gentle waves. At the time I was swapping over some rigs, and had squid jigs and fishing line all over the place. Shortly after the strong wind hit the yak swung around side on to the waves, and I realised that the anchor had lost purchase. What amazed me (and the reason that I'm writing this post) was how quickly the waves grew from a gentle chop into a very large chop, as I was drifting sideways towards French Island at about 3kph. I decided I'd better forget about sorting out the fishing gear, get the anchor aboard ASAP, and then get the yak heading into the waves again.
While at no time did I feel I was in any danger, I was reminded of the POTENTIAL DANGER for someone with less experience, or in a less seaworthy kayak. I was certainly pleased to be in a Revo 13, rather than an EBay special.
Once a bit closer to land, I sorted the rods and mess of jigs & lines, and attempted to trawl or drift again, but after a very short time I gave that up as a bad idea, and headed back to the Warneet channel. I'm very pleased I did when I did, as my voyage up the channel (even with tide assistance) became a very slow, hard pedal straight into the wind and half metre breaking waves. With wind against tide the waves were standing up like at a surf beach. By the time I got back to the boat ramp (travelling at about 4kph even with the tide) I was very wet and pretty knackered, but pleased with a solid workout (and a few squid for dinner).
Moral of the story: Never underestimate the power of nature