I DJ a lot of weddings. I’ve seen grooms cry, grandmas hit the dancefloor harder than anyone half their age, and best men give speeches that somehow land. So I know a bit about the moments that make you go quiet and feel your chest get tight. This story did that to me, and I wasn’t even there. Back in late January, the Appelbee family from Perth were doing what plenty of us do in summer. They’d hired some kayaks and paddleboards on holiday down near Quindalup, in WA’s beautiful South West. Mum Joanne was out on the water with her three kids: Austin, who’s 13, Beau, 12, and little Grace, who’s 8. A normal day. Sunshine, salt water, the kind of afternoon you don’t think twice about.
Then the wind turned.
Strong offshore gusts started pushing them out to sea. Anyone who’s spent time on the water knows how fast that happens and how quickly a fun paddle becomes something you can’t fight. The current took them. They drifted. And drifted. All up, they ended up about 14 kilometers from where they’d started, hanging onto a paddleboard in open ocean.
Here’s where Austin comes in
That kid made a decision most grown adults would never have the nerve to make. He told his mum he was going to swim for help. Not a hundred metres. Not to the next buoy. He swam four kilometers back toward shore. Through rough water. On his own.
The bloke who ran the local marine rescue, a fella named Paul Bresland, described it better than I ever could. He said Austin swam the first couple of hours with a life jacket on, then reckoned he wasn’t going to make it wearing it, so he ditched the thing and swam the next two hours without it. Four hours in the water. A 13-year-old. Because his mum and his little brother and sister were out there and someone had to go.
He made it to the beach. Then he ran, dripping and exhausted, to raise the alarm.
I keep thinking about that moment. About being a kid, cold and shaking and probably terrified, and still having it in you to run instead of collapse. My daughters aren’t much younger than Grace, and I don’t mind telling you I got a bit misty reading it.
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Rescuers leapt into action
A rescue helicopter went up. They found Joanne, Beau and Grace still clinging to that paddleboard after up to ten hours in the water. Ten hours. Let that sink in. And every single one of them made it. Nobody even had to stay in hospital.
The WA Police inspector, James Bradley, put it plainly. He said Austin’s actions couldn’t be praised highly enough, that his determination and courage saved the lives of his mum and his siblings. Full stop. No exaggeration needed.
And you know what got me most? What Austin himself said afterward. When people started calling him a hero, he shrugged it off. He said he didn’t think he was a hero, he just did what he did.
That’s the part I want to sit with for a second.
Because we throw the word “hero” around a lot. We stick it on footy players and movie stars and anyone with a big enough following. But a real one usually looks like a tired 13-year-old boy who doesn’t understand what the fuss is about. Someone who saw the people they loved in trouble and simply went, without weighing up whether they’d make it. Austin didn’t do it for a headline. There was no camera in his head telling him this would go around the world.
He did it because his family was out there and he was the one who could go.
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A beautiful lesson to be learned
I reckon there’s a lesson in that for all of us, and it’s got nothing to do with being a strong swimmer.
Most of us will never have to swim four km through the ocean. But every one of us gets those smaller moments. The mate who’s clearly not okay and you can either message them or scroll past. The stranger struggling with their bags. The person at the party standing on their own by the wall. You get to decide, in real time, whether you go or whether you look the other way.
Austin went. And because he did, four people are still here.
I’ve had the privilege of being in the room for some of the biggest days in people’s lives. Weddings, milestone birthdays, the lot. And if there’s one thing all those happy nights have taught me, it’s that the people around you are the whole point. The family on the dancefloor. The ones you’d swim an ocean for.
So here’s to Austin Appelbee. To a mum’s impossible faith in her boy. To a family that got to go home together.
And here’s to all of us being a little braver about going when someone needs us. You never know whose whole world you might be saving.
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Featured image via ABC/AP, via CNN Australia