Long ago, in what seems a different world, driving from Melbourne to a beach somewhere in northern Australia on what was once the traditional summertime Australian holiday I can recall waking for a moment and staring from the window of the family car to see below as we crossed a rickety, wooden bridge a dark brown, winding river with verdant banks which seemed entirely out of place in the flat semi-arid, red-hued, mottled grey-green specked landscape which stretched to the limit of sight in every direction. While it lasted only seconds, this momentary glimpse of the fabled Darling River left so strong an impression that for many years upon hearing mention of its name I was immediately transported back to once again experience those same feelings of remoteness, silence and wonder at the unexpected fertile band of countryside in an otherwise inhospitable landscape. Far from fading from my memory, as the years passed the singular impression the great river made became ever stronger and the urge to travel that long, silent and lonely waterway grew year after year.
Navigations of the length of the Darling by rowboat, kayak, canoe or powerboat have been completed many times since settlement however finding reliable records of past groups who have attempted the trip by kayak was almost impossible. Several books have been published over the years but the few we read were pushing an economic or environmental agenda and provided little or no guidance for prospective travellers. These literary efforts also seriously understated the river’s beauty and atmosphere to promote a story of environmental degradation and despair. Little contemporary information on river conditions, accurate measures of distance and useful descriptions of the riparian environment has been shared online so we are publishing this blog and recording our thoughts for others planning to undertake Australia’s greatest outback adventure. It is by no means definitive, and is comprised largely of our own subjective impressions but we hope that any readers planning to complete the navigation will be encouraged to do so, for it is a true adventure which even we seasoned river travellers enjoyed beyond all expectation.
The Darling River officially begins at the confluence of the Culgoa and Barwon rivers, about 90kms upstream of Burke, however the headwaters of the rivers which converge to form the Darling are almost 2,900kms from the Murray river mouth at Goolwa. While officially the Darling (1435kms) is the third longest in Australia, after River Murray (2,400kms) and River Murrumbidgee (1465kms) studying a map of the extensive Darling catchment and a recent navigation by River Kings TrK.B and TrK.W of River Dumaresq which runs along the Queensland NSW border confirms the Darling begins at the western foot of the Great Dividing Range where the Severn River flows into and then emerges transformed below Pindari Dam. The Severn joins the Dumaresq, which then winds its way west, becoming first the Macintyre then the Barwon before finally assuming the name ‘Darling’ some 120 kilometres downstream of Brewarrina.
In the early 1980’s there was much talk about returning to the Darling. Instead we ventured down rivers in Victoria closer to home – the Goulburn, McAlister and Snowy. Rivers which required as much dragging and portage as they did paddling. Each presented its own challenge, but always, in the background was the silent yet profound call of the great outback waterway. In 2015 we were no longer fresh-faced youths, indeed our own children were the age we had been when the plan had first been hatched, but the responsibilities carried for over 30 years were checked-off one by one so finally it seemed we could spare the 6-8 weeks required to answer the Darling’s insistent call. And but for a lack of water along its length we would have made the trip.
Instead in 2015 we made the first of the great navigations, the length of River Murray from its forested, mountainous source in the foothills of the Great Dividing Range to its exhaustion in the Southern Ocean. Over 2,000 kilometers and a great journey in its own right, though one which has been completed hundreds of times by lone adventurers and groups, as interesting and rewarding as traveling the length of the Darling, particularly for those of us who are of an age to have learned of Banjo Patterson and Henry Lawson at school and know something of the fascinating, richly textured history of rural Australia and the riverboat trade the rivers once supported.
In 2016 we made time again to travel the Darling but there was less water than in 2015. Indeed the Darling had been reduced to an unappealing string of drab, khaki green, saline waterholes, its course interrupted by informal earthen weirs constructed in desperation so the last of its water could be exploited. Instead, we traveled the most serene and least navigated of the three great rivers – the Murrumbidgee. A scenic, seemingly remote and fertile river, the Murrumbidgee flows for its whole length from its arising above Canberra to its confluence with the Murray through some of the richest farming and grazing land in Australia, past towns whose fortunes rose and fell with the distant northern hemisphere’s demand for Australia’s beef, wool and wheat. However far from satisfying us, this journey (like the navigation of the Murray) made us more unsettled and ever more determined to paddle the length of River Darling.
Finally in late 2016 unseasonal late Winter and Spring rains through central Queensland and NSW saturated the catchment so despite the traditional late Summer rains in Queensland which sustain the Darling most years not falling, the tail end of cyclone Debbie reached into the dry centre of Queensland and delivered enough rain to ensure the great outback waterway flowed its whole length through the Summer and Autumn of 2016/17.