Samford Valley Steiner School Class 11 students have just completed a Sailing and Cartography Camp to beautiful Moreton Bay. 

Below is one student’s account of the trip. 

The 2019 Class 11 sailing camp was a wonderful experience for both students and teachers. No one knew what the camp would be like, but it turned out better than any of us had anticipated.  Each challenge was viewed as another learning opportunity, and because of this mindset we never had a dull moment over the course of those 5 days.  

So many memories were made on this camp, its hard to decide which ones to share. We all experienced what is was like to sail, with and without the threat of a boom hitting us on the head, and the entire week we had perfect weather on the water.  

Off the water on Teerk Roo Ra (Peel Island), we went scavenger hunting for rubbish up and down the beach, bringing back the remains of an inflatable boat, a rather large old truck tire, and a huge amount of assorted litter that had washed ashore, or been left behind by others who had visited the island before us. We dropped the boat-loads of rubbish off at Dunwich where it was handed over to the local rangers.  

Throughout the camp, our teachers told us to leave the places we visited cleaner than we found them, and I like to believe we took those words to heart.

The three teachers who accompanied us on this camp made it so much better, each one of them teaching us something about the land, sailing, the history of the places we visited, Aboriginal culture, and I could go on. They each taught us something new and had so much to offer us, and we were all extremely grateful to have them there with us.

We also spent time reflecting on our experiences and practicing mindfulness. Every night we sat around a small trangia fire and the teachers gave us a question that we were encouraged to answer individually. Despite some discomfort in our bodies, at the end of each day everyone headed off to bed feeling contented after having reflected on the day.

While there were numerous occasions where we were given the opportunity to be quiet and present in the moment, there were others that were far from the calm of our little trangia fires. On a day without much wind we decided to do some practice capsizing and rescuing, where a number of us had to face our fear of a possible shark encounter and the chilling temperature of the waters of the bay. At another time, many of us felt some anxiety when wading through murky water to our boats from Myora Springs – a place the Indigenous people of Minjeribah (Stradbroke Island) would bathe and gather fresh water, the women even giving birth in the spring.

The entire camp is made up of stories, each one precious even if it isn’t extravagant. I think sailing camp is a favourite amongst our class for a multitude of reasons.

Our class has always been close, but at the end of this camp I feel we came out closer and stronger than we were when it started.

Jul 2019