Avon Descent '12

Well it was Avon Descent time again and this years event had one of the lowest water levels on record, so the drivers had to work a fair bit harder this time.





It's always hard for yours truly to not only get up out of a warm bed at sparrows fart (on a day off), but also to wake up five little bushrats who otherwise would of snored their boxes off. But it was Avon day and the best view of the boaties going by is in the morning, at a little weir just outside Toodyay. So after waking up the mob with some Weet-bixs we poped into the Tarago, and set of towards the mountains.

Some people might look okay in the morning but I'm not one of them, then again I'm not that photogenic in the bloody light of day either! But luckily for Sarah she has her mothers looks, and is all ready for a day of boat racing on the Swan.




 As we park the van on Campbell Chase we walk along the Swan river path towards the weir, as we walk we watch some of the early starters flying along the river.

As they hit the bush weir they either hit it full on and slide down the rocks, which sometimes works! but most times they come to an almighty stop and go flying down the rocks, which is actually really funny to watch ha,ha. But most boats stop and get out and slide their craft down the rocks, that's what is happening with these two.





These fellas did the big hit and well broke their propeller which was great for us, but not so great for them as they have to replace it. It's a pity my car mechanic couldn't work this fast, as it takes them about a minute to replace the part and head off again.



This is them getting going again...





The Mob.











 Sarah complaining about tucker time don't these little rats ever stop bloody eating.










When it works!









As you can see it's a bit cold here today as the kiddies are rugged up, but it's now time to go for a walk back along the path so we can head into Toodyay for their Party day.

As we walk along the path we watched some more boats shoot by, along this straight part of the river they racing along pretty fast.

But all good times have to come to an end and this was the end of the path for us, here we jump into the Tarago and head into Toodyay for their Community Avon River day Party. But your's truly forgot the friggin' camera, which was about two kilometers back in the van... so unfortunately no more photos (I'm not friggin' walking that far back for it) But it was a ripper day and I know the kiddies had a ball.