Welcome Back Cotter

And to think I’d avoided the Cotter for the best part of a decade, worried it wouldn’t survive the double whammy of firestorm followed by the prolonged closure with the construction of the new dam. But really it was never in doubt. This is a childhood nirvana. This is the magic of the Cotter – an opportunity to roam free and have fun.

But the revamped Discovery Tail isn’t just for kids, for us more mature (well in age anyway!) folk, it’s a walk back in time to the helicon days when Canberrans flocked here every chance they got.

Look down and you’ll see ground-level boards which contain key Cotter milestones while a number of images at eye-level take you on a journey back to the days like the one hot day in January 1970 when more than 10,000 people crammed into the Cotter to cool off. That’s more than the average crowd at Canberra Raider’s games this season.

It’s also a hark back to the carefree attitude of a bygone era. A couple of weeks ago after recalling a day she drove naked in northern NSW (a long story, you’ll have to ask her why), ABC radio’s Angela Catterns asked for callers with similar stories. Much to her surprise the switchboard was swamped with callers remembering the day they drove back from the Cotter au natural after attending one of the Cotter’s ‘‘alternative’’ festivals. Given the palls of smoke of spurious origin that apparently hung over the river during many of these 1970s festivities, it’s a wonder the callers could remember any details of the events.

At one such festival, ConFest in December 1976, Geodesic Domes popped up all over the Cotter, turning the picnic grounds into some futuristic holiday village. Reports suggest that apple and goat yoghurt were provided by Hare Krishnas while ‘‘chanting was an optional extra’’. And from what I can gather, clothing was also optional with accounts of hundreds of clothing-free participants gyrating in the river while zestfully singing Give Peace a Chance.

Then there’s stories of the Cotter Pub (sadly razed in the fires as well, gee I miss its four-sided open fire) and information panels which recall the heady days of the Cotter Night Club where scantily clad hostesses lured customers in for a night of revelry.

After my trip down memory lane, I eventually catch-up with Sarah. She’s lying on the concrete footbridge near where the pub once stood, trying to hide from her reflection.

We live in an age where you virtually need to set off a fire alarm to wrangle kids away from video games and computers. A resurgent Cotter offers a refreshing opportunity to buck this trend and relive an era when kids (and big kids!) relished in making their own fun.

I just hope that car load of visitors who filmed me attempting to balance on the wooden barrier while belting out an out of tune chorus of ‘‘row, row, row your boat’’ doesn’t end up on You Tube.

FACT FILE

Welcome Back Cotter: Today (Saturday 1 September 2012), 9.30am-3pm, Cotter Avenue, Cotter Road. Walks on the hour will be led by both an ACT Parks Ranger and an ACTEW Water representative to highlight local fauna and flora (did you know micro bats hang out here!) as well as the importance of the catchment and engineering feats of the new dam. Sausage sizzle, live music (I hope the band plays Welcome Back, Kotter [sic]! No dogs. For more information, phone 6248 3131.

Parking? A shuttle bus will operate from the Cotter campground (where general parking will be available) to Cotter Avenue (where only disabled parking available).

Local secret: From the Cotter Dam viewing platform (at the turnaround point in the Discovery Trail) you can see some old ponds in the foreground – these are part of an old fish hatchery established in 1930. Some of the fish that were used to stock Lake Burley Griffin following its construction in the early 1960s came from here.

Father’s Day present idea: If your dad has memories of ‘‘good ’ol days down at the Cotter’’, then pick him up a copy of Michael Jones’s book, Cotter: Nature’s Gift to Canberra. It’s overflowing with historic photos and dripping with nostalgia and will be on sale at Cotter Avenue. A must for the bookshelf of every Canberra house.

Don’t miss: Katy Gallagher, the Chief Minister, officially opening Cotter Avenue at 10.30am near the new footbridge. If she’s late, it’s probably because Sarah has convinced her to play an impromptu game of hide ’n’ seek under the bridge!

SMILEY FACE

The jury is still out on what to name the new Cotter Dam’s giant smiley face (‘‘On the face of it’’, Panorama, July 14). Formed by hundreds of boulders assembled by a creative bulldozer operator at the junction of two man-made rock reefs, the five metre- in-diameter smiley face, which is best viewed from aerial photographs, has captured the imagination of many readers.

While ‘‘Macca’’ (named after Macquarie perch – the fish the rock reefs are designed to protect) was an early leader as the preferred nickname for the happy face, a number of late entries including one by L. Johnson, of Gungahlin, has pushed ‘‘Garrett’’ into contention. Why ‘‘Garrett’’, I hear you ask? Well, Garrett was the first name of the Irish-born convict sent to Australia in 1822 after whom the Cotter is actually named. Following a dispute in 1834, Garrett was banished by his employer ‘‘beyond the limits of settlement’’ to the area west of the Murrumbidgee, which included the river country we now call the Cotter, where he lived in a hut at the head of the river for about a decade.

While Macca and Garrett (although I question how much smiling Garrett would have done after being isolated in such a way?!) both strike a chord with me, I have a late breaking suggestion. Perhaps our giant smiley face should be christened ‘‘Con’’ in memory of the 1970 ConFest – when a happy face was one of the only things worn by many of the peace-loving participants.