2 years ago I was the first person to solo kayak one of the greatest river systems in Australia; the Clarence River, from its source in the Great Dividing Range to its mouth, where it empties into the sea at Yamba. Recently I tried to recreate this journey with my dear childhood friend, big wave surfer and Patagonia ambassador Dan Ross, and a film crew, and we couldn’t do it. There’s just no water in the river.

We are a coastal nation on the driest continent on earth. To survive in an ever-changing climate emergency, now more than ever, we must honour, conserve and protect our most precious resource; water.

There are 2 concurrent threats to the Clarence River. This post deals with the most immediately pressing threat – mining.

18 Exploratory Licences are active in the upper catchment area of the Clarence River. The licences are being used to prospect copper, cobalt and other minerals. If these licences proceed to Production Licences, irreparable damage will ensue. Mining ridgelines that angle steeply into freshwater rivers cannot operate in a vacuum. This has already been proven on the Clarence River, when historic copper mining in the early 1900s was responsible for many fish kills, including the near-complete decimation of the Eastern Freshwater Cod. Today, the Eastern Freshwater Cod, which does not exist anywhere else on earth beyond the Clarence and Richmond River catchments, enjoys a healthy and thriving population back from the brink of extinction, thanks to careful conservation efforts.

I am strongly of the heart that the risks to our great river from mining, are too impossibly high to take. If you agree, please download this link and print this petition, and together, let’s get 10,000 signatures so our State MP Chris Gulaptis can take our campaign to state parliament, where we can say no to these practices for good.

[Print the petition at the link below, please post completed petition sheets to :
52 Wharf Street, Maclean NSW 2463 Australia]


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Parenting, Womanhood

In a world that daily diffuses our concept of value and holds our focus hostage if we’re not vigilant, I’m passionate about the truth of the wild and the remedial effects it has on our souls and the respite it offers our overloaded minds. Surviving in nature cannot be faked. We cannot live off the identities we create for ourselves. We’re not at the top of any man-made, civilised food chain rolling around in a safety net of certainty and comfort. We’re part of an intricately designed eco-circle, an ancient land, holy waters, rich with power, history and culture, frontiers of potential and unknowns. I love that. We all ache for truth on some level, and many of us lose ourselves searching for it in the wrong places. It’s hard not to fall in love with our planet when we’re immersed in its splendours, and if we want it to last for generations, it’s going to take A LOT of love.

I want to pique the interest of my teenage friends, our precious youth, some of whom are doing it pretty tough, not so they look at me, but so they might pause their troubles and dream about their own “river”. I want to lead by example for my sons. I want to offer a perspective for women, particularly for mothers. Having children is challenging, but dreams don’t die when a mother is born, they’re only just beginning- because we understand having a reason to fight and no time to waste. One thing I firmly believe is that we can’t possibly teach if we stop learning. And one of my greatest teachers of all continues to be my Mother : Nature.