Janine Matthey explained there were “plentiful deep holes in the river” and that they had “several swimming places along the river all year round. Sometimes watching snakes 🐍 swim too”.

Steve Hovey described how, “There was a rope swing near one of the walk bridges across from the pub heading to lower paper mills road”.

Dianne Higgins adds, “There was a swimming hole just to the side of the Monier Bridge, right below Truffle Duck. There was a huge tree with a rope and a metal pipe ladder to get out easier.”

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Sandra Cominie used to swim there all the time in the early 70’s , She remembers when the river flooded right up to her grandparents’ house (the old Swan Inn).

Rita Busbridge also swam there for a long time ~ until she discovered what was being dumped in the river upstream in the late seventies.

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Claire Eldridge remembers swimming in the Moorabool as kids and her mum saying, “Don’t forget your floaties”.

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Bill Busbridge observed, “We swam in the rivers often from Queenspark all the way thru to Batesford; anywhere there was a substantial waterhole. The concrete diversions around the back of the limestone quarries were fantastic”.

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Sandi Strijland remembers how as a family they had picnics and also swam in the river with Sheeba their border collie.