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Are you mature enough (like a good wine) to recall her as a barge on the Brisbane River?
Perhaps you were there in ’58 when Gayundah arrived at Redcliffe?
Do you have fond memories (or otherwise) of clambering over and around the wreck as a child?
We really would LOVE to hear from you.


Selwyn Steley writes: (in the 1960’s) “Mum and Dad would have a few beers up at Filmers Palace Hotel and when we kids finished our double sars we’d head over to the Gayundah wreck. We would clamber all over it with no thoughts for our personal safety with no parental supervision. We all survived with our senses of adventure ready for whatever the future would bring”. (Selwyn Steley. 2015)


David Findlay writes: “I recall during family holidays to Redcliffe which would have been around the early 90’s (possibly late 80’s, we visited every summer so memories are probably mixed up). At the time it was possible to climb up some internal stairs at both the bow and stern section and stand on what I believe was the mid deck. I don’t remember much of the middle section of the ship being intact at the time though, only the bow and the stern sections”. (David Findlay, 2015)

Ross Martin writes: “(the site) brings back memories of my childhood when I lived in Barcaldine, central Queensland, and holidayed at Woody Point, in a house directly above the wreck. A pair of houses were on the block, both owned by an ageing lady, and one was rented to friends of my parents (‘Spud’, and SP bookie and Olive Murphy) whom we visited. I spent many hours back in the late 1950’s and early 1960’s exploring the wreck. It seemed such an enormous ship back then (but what didn’t seem big when one lived in Barcaldine?), and was obviously in much better condition than the pictures show. I recall walking along the deck, albeit carefully. It was also my starting point for the walk along the beach to the Penny Arcade on Redcliffe Pier, collecting cuttle fish shells along the way”. (Ross Martin, 2007)