Wednesday, 13 March 2019

Fred's album of Bribie memories

Fred's album brings back Bribie memories
 : life in the 1920s caught on film 
by Ron Donald. 
Bribie Weekly 22 March 1992.

One of the best collections of photos of old-time Bribie Island is in the family album of retired council worker Fred Buckley, of Hall Avenue.  

Fred Buckley uses a magnifying glass to bring out interesting details of the
amenities offered to holidaymakers by a Bribie Island guest house nearly
 70 years ago. A men's dormitory, looking more like open stables, is on the left.
Source: Bribie Weekly 22 March 1992.
His father, an engraver, was a keen amateur photographer in the 1920s and left a legacy of snapshots of guest houses and other buildings of that era, as well as general scenes. 

Davies' Guesthouse Glan Y Mor, Banya Street.
Source: Fred Buckley collection B20_009
Among these is a photo of a guest house, with the intriguing name - possibly Welsh - of Davies Glan Y Mor, which is believed to have been located at the corner of Banya and Campbell Streets. Here board and residence were provided, with an outdoor open "dormitory" for men looking more like stables with a roof of bark or slabs of timber. Mosquito nets are faintly visible in the photo, which was taken before Fred Buckley's birth in 1924.

Davies' Guesthouse outdoor open "dormitory".
Source: Fred Buckley collection B20_010
Another valuable old photo depicts a store and cafe on the foreshore just north of the Bongaree jetty and beside it about 10 shingle-roof holiday cabins built before the Second World War (1939-45) by the shipping company which ran the services to the island from Brisbane.
Store and cafe of the same era which was near the Bongaree jetty.
Camping under canvas along the foreshore also was popular in the early days of the island.
Source: Fred Buckley collection B20_003

Mr Buckley says he and his father were on the steamship Koopa when it made its final run to the island on Labor Day, 1953.  The 42-years-old vessel spent its last days rusting away in Boggy Creek which entered Brisbane River near the present-day Gateway bridge.  Mr Buckley said the mast of the ship was transferred by helicopter to St Paul's Anglican school at Bald Hills.

Small shingle-roof cabins were available to holidaymakers on Bribie Island in the 1920s.
They were built on the foreshore at Bongaree by Brisbane Tug & Steamship Company
which ran passenger ferries. These often carried more than 1000 people
 to the island from Brisbane.
Source: Fred Buckley collection B20_004
Among his other prized memorabilia are two large framed photographs of Bribie Island sunset scenes which won awards in America.  They were a gift from island photographer Davies to Mr Buckley's parents on their wedding day in 1924.

Donald, Ron (1992) Fred's album brings back Bribie memories: life in the 1920s caught on film.  Bribie Weekly 22 March 1992.

Fred Buckley photo collection, BIHS Historical Database Project, B20.

If you have any information about the above collection of photos or if you have a similar collection of Bribie Island photos that you would like to share, our email address is

Thursday, 28 February 2019

Bribie Barges 1961-1963

A recent email conversation between the Bribie Island Historical Society's secretary and past president Lynne Hooper and Jon White led to Jon writing up his memories from 1961-1963 when he worked on the barge between Toorbul Point and Bribie Island. Thank you Jon.


Jon White

As a young teacher at Toowong State School in Brisbane I met a senior teacher named Snowy Drennan who among many other things was the owner of the Bribie Barges. He wanted casual workers and invited me to work on Sundays at the Toorbul Point terminal for 4 pounds a day. I was to arrive early at Snowy's Queenslander in Lutwyche and travel in his salmon pink Morris Isis with his wife/cook Molly and dog Paddy who stood on Snowy's lap and barked at any and everything through the open window all the way to Toorbul Point. 

On arrival Molly went into the house, which had been relocated from Brisbane by another of Snowy's connections, and put on the mutton chops for lunch. Snowy took me round introducing me to the job and the personnel. I subsequently met other casuals and regulars Jack, Rex and Mick. Jack and Rex lived in humpies on the Toorbul Point side and Mick lived on the island, which made it handy for days when the barges ran both ways at first light.

1960. Barge loading point at Toorbul Point.
Jon may be the bloke in the white shire walking towards the barge.
Source: MBRC Library P1265 
Toorbul Point was nothing flash, unlike the early Gold Coast to which I was accustomed, but it had a country feel about it and when the barges were working and the weather was fine it was something special. The Passage was like a broad river and the whole atmosphere could be likened to a small river town. Facilities were crude and there was only a small caravan park kiosk run by the Do family of Chinese descent. I reckon Tony Do would still be around as he would be about 80. Snowy would then roar at someone about nothing and go inside to reconcile the week's takings or chat to a waiting driver. I was put to my first job which was to grind the words PROPERTY OF QUEENSLAND EDUCATION DEPARTMENT from the ends of a full carton of toilet rolls (this made them difficult to unroll) that somehow mysteriously appeared in the workshop. 
1960. A classic view of the barge arriving at Bribie Island.
Source: Baldwin family photo collection, BIHS.
The barges were a legacy of U.S. Army WW2 activities in the area and obviously well used. I guess the crossing points were left over from those days. Snowy never mentioned teaching on the island so I know nothing about that but if true it would help to explain his connection to the barges. (Snowy also had connections to U.S. troops in Charleville where the famous Norden Bombsight was being developed). The barges were initially powered by  port and starboard V8 petrol engines and were most uneconomical. The law required a permanent engineer on craft of 60 h.p. and above so Snowy had the motors replaced by a pair of Southern Cross diesels made in Toowoomba and detuned to guess what? 59 hp! This only required an annual inspection so each Christmas holiday the engineer would camp at Toorbul Point with his family at Snowy's expense. This detuning left the barges severely underpowered so when the tide and wind were unfavourable the barges struggled to operate and this happened regularly. Storms would blow down the passage and could be quite dangerous. I was in a hire tinny one afternoon and was heading up the Caloundra end when a huge blow caught me and overturned the boat, petrol tank, oars, me fully dressed all floating about. The one-eyed Dutchmen proprietor of the boat hire had me in sight through his binoculars and rescued me in his powerboat.  
1950s. Barge on the sand at low tide, Bribie Island.
Shows both propellers and rudders allowing for differential steering.
Source: MBRC Library P1683
It was Rex who taught me how to operate the barges: start the motors with use of decompression valve, wind ramp up and down load vehicles including backing on caravans and trailers and of course, drive to and from the island. I became a casual barge driver without any qualifications, exams, tests, or certificates. I hate to think what insurance problems could have arisen. All vehicles were backed on preferably by staff and all passengers to exit vehicles. There was an extensive ticket system approved by the Caboolture Shire and included car, trailer, boat, caravan, motorbike, truck, bicycle, foot passenger, you name it, it was there. Snowy told me he had applied tongue-in-cheek, tears dripping off the page and much to his delight all was approved. I forget most of the fees but a car one way was 10 shillings and foot passengers 2 shillings. Super ripoff!  
The heaps of photos sent to me by Lynne Hooper of Bribie Island Historical Society made it easier for me to recall much more detail about those years. I spent many months over the years camping both in a civilian and military situations and Toorbul Point to me was similar to the basic life that the barge people led. Some people waiting to cross, who missed the last barge, would sleep in their cars or annex. Others I guess would go home to Brisbane, we would not have known. Life was just like camping or living in a primitive caravan park except for the singularity of the reason for being in the queue to cross to Bribie (or return). Now when people cross the bridge, any bridge for that matter, how many of them look down to the little towns, kiosks and caravan parks along the banks when they are anticipating the next stage of their journey or in the case of Bribie their imminent arrival. The barges, LCVP (Landing Craft Vehicle & Personnel), the dirt roads the breakdowns and the waiting on the Toorbul Point side are not part of today. I thank you for receiving my fractured memories and hope you can make a little use of them.

I would like to finish with a couple of anecdotes. 

Annual Supply of Diesel Fuel.
Each year one of the barges would go down to the Brisbane River and from some warehouse to collect approximately 100 x 44 gallon drums of diesel fuel approx 200 kgs each. My job was to help unload and place them on the beach at an angle with the 2 bungs horizontal to prevent contamination by the elements. Also to be set at angle to allow drain off. The theory was fine. We arrived one Friday evening and there was the barge at high tide, door down and a great array of drums standing upright waiting for unloading to the sand dune. We put boards down to roll the drums on, two men to a drum we tipped them and rolled them almost horizontally to the beach stood them up and maneuvered them into correct position then headed off to get the next one. Snowy promised a full day's pay (4 pounds) to finish by midnight with a pound bonus for every hour before that. After a while we noticed we were pushing uphill and suddenly realised the tide was going out tipping the barge aft lower. Not only that we were stuck high and dry. Snowy was furious jumping up and down and waving his arms around and screaming obscenities: in fact having a ball! We had to prise the barge off using boards and now the barge was well below us and well out of reach. More and more boards and pushing and shoving uphill. We convinced Snowy to leave the barge where it was as it kept getting stuck. We eventually finished at 4.00 a.m. the next morning with the rotten stinking barge coming in on the high tide. As for the bonus, Snowy was no fool he knew it couldn't be done and even threatened a penalty for slack work! 

Getting the Sack 
Mick was to start the service from the island side one Sunday morning during a holiday when I was working full-time and I was to collect the fares from the Toorbul Point side. I slept in and was woken by the crashing of the door boards on to the ramp and the sound of cars racing off in to the distance in a cloud of dust. Mick laughed and told me five cars had got away. Snowy arrived about 10.00 a.m. and did his usual pantomime and roared at me that I was sacked. I handed him the money bag and ticket board but was told to finish the day. About 3 o'clock he told me I was reinstated. He was busting to tell me how he knew about it and said that one of the drivers went straight to his house to tittle-tattle and Snowy hit him for the fare! He reckoned that was a huge joke. 
1960. Loading cars at the Toorbul Point barge point.
The man in the white hat may be Snowy.
Source: MBRC Library P1468
Governor's Visit 
One sleepy Sunday afternoon a green Rover 90 pulled slowly in and from the back seat window an arm appeared with a 20 pound note in hand. I recognised the driver as Sir Henry Abel Smith and assuming the wife and Lady-in-waiting as the others. Having only just read the Barge Constitution, as laid out by the good citizens of Caboolture, blah blah I informed the lady that the Governor and his entourage were exempt from paying and must be rendered due deference etc etc, whereupon the driver's window went down and I got a handshake from the Man himself.  

Barges sinking  
I know of two barges sinking but there were probably more. The simplest way to sink one was to tie up at low tide with no slack in the ropes so as the tide rose the barge didn't. A storm sank another. No real damage, just pump it dry at low tide. 

1962. Bribie Island. View towards bridge construction.
Photo: Rosemary Beattie
Barge damaging bridge construction  
When the bridge structure was well under way in late 1963 a barge supposedly tied up on the island side got away and damaged the bridge causing small damage. Imagine that! 

The fate of the barges  
As the barge service was soon to be wound up Snowy looked for buyers. I know of one starter who made an interesting offer that I might have become involved in had I not been committed to the Army. A Pacific Island businessman wanted the barges, plus experienced drivers. Job: pick up and deliver full and empty trailers to shuttle timber between island forests and sawmills. He was talking big money and intended to fit out the rear of the barge with a proper cabin, kitchen, bathroom etc and company to cater for all needs. I do not know if any of this occurred.

1968. Barge point at Toorbul Point no longer in operation.
Showing crooked piles and messy pile of empty drums.
Photo: Rosemary Beattie
We thank Jon White for kindly allowing us to put his story on our blog.

Photos from Moreton Bay Local History online
Photos from BIHS Historical Database

Friday, 22 February 2019

1969 Bribie Island Festival

Bribie Island Festival Week

2019 marks the 50th anniversary of the inaugural Bribie Island Festival Week which was held August 30 - September 7, 1969.

Poster for the 1969 Bribie Island Festival Week.
Image cropped from a Len Drummond photo
The idea for the festival week was put to a public meeting held at the Bongaree Bowls Club on May 27, 1969. The public meeting was convened by the Bribie Island Publicity Committee and the idea was received enthusiastically to showcase the many tourist attractions at the best time of the year for the flora and fauna - Spring time on Bribie!

FESTIVAL PRINCE AND PRINCESS - Saturday 30 August - The first event held was the crowning of "The Prince and Princess" of Bribie Island - Mr and Mrs Arthur Winston - with full festival regalia and the voices of The Happy Wanderers choir accompanied by an orchestra from the local Municipal Band members in full dress uniform.

Following the ceremony, the "Royal Party" and their entourage moved off to attend the FIRST ANNUAL AMBULANCE FALL which was held at The Blue Pacific Hotel at Woorim.

Crowning the "Ambulance Queen" Miss Shirley Schrag
by Hon. D. Nicholson M.L.A. with
flower girl Sharon Jensen and page boy Wayne Balmer.
Source: Bribie Star 5 Sep 1969
A special feature of the evening was the crowning of the Bribie Island Ambulance Queen. 

OFFICIAL OPENING - Sunday 31 August - The official opening of the Bribie Island Festival Week took place at 4pm [Bribie Time!] at which the Minister for Labour and Tourism officiated.

An AQUATIC CARNIVAL comprising of sailing events was conducted by the Humpybong Yacht Club in conjunction with the Bribie Island Boat and Yacht Club.

A FESTIVAL FISHING COMPETITION was a huge success with nearly 400 participating in the competition.

During the week there were daily amusement activities including Jack and Doreen's puppet show.

Festival Week on Bribie Island
Source: Bribie Star 5 Sep 1969
The Bribie Island Festival Committee had conducted a Festival Princess Quest to raise funds for local community services. On Saturday 6 September the judging of the Festival Princess Quest Entrants took place at the Koolamara Motel. The entrants were Miss Glenda Renton, Miss Shirley Schrag, Miss Judy Day, Miss Elizabeth Johnson, Miss Lyn Crouch and Miss DeGroot and the winner of the Festival Princess Quest for 1969 was Miss Judy Day. Miss Charity Princess of the Festival was Miss Shirley Schrag.

A FESTIVAL PARADE of over 20 floats and turnouts were accompanied by twelve teams of Marching Girls and led by the Royal Naval Reserve Band and the Air Training Corps No. 13 Flight R.A.A.F. Newspaper reports of the event declared the parade "a grand show".

There was a SURF BOAT RACE from the Bribie Jetty over an eight mile course in which three teams competed - Maroochydore, Caloundra and Bribie Island surf life saving clubs.

One of the final events was a FOUNDATION STONE LAID for "The House of Happiness" on land owned by the Brisbane Tram and Bus Employees Crippled Children and Orphans Committee at Woorim.

If you have photos or memories of the 1969 festival that you would like to share please contact BIHS at

"Festival Week" for Bribie Island. Bribie Star v7(24) 13 Jun 1969, p. 1.

Festival Events. Bribie Star v7(4) 5 Sep 1969, p. 1, 9, 10.

The above poster was cropped from a picture by Len Drummond entitled “Say hello to the 70s! Pant suit fashions promoting the Bribie Island Festival” Excerpted from the internet: Acknowledgement: @couriermail

Tuesday, 1 January 2019

The 80s

The 80s

The following photos are from The 80s!! - Digitised Local History Photographs 
from the Moreton Bay Regional Council.

1980 - Aerial view of Bribie Gardens Estate.
MBRC Image P0781

1980 - Aerial view of Bribie Gardens Estate.
MBRC Image P0783

1980 - Bribie Island Library, 31 March 1980.
Photo by Near North Coast News. MBRC Image P0795

1980 - Battery Observation Post on Bribie Island.
Photo by Ronald Powell. MBRC Image P1598

1980 - sample of souvenir fifty cents note printed to celebrate Bribie Island's mock secession
from the mainland on 12 October 1980.
Photo by Lyn Holt. MBRC Image P2153

1980 - Some of the people who participated in Bribie Island's mock secession
from the mainland on 12 October 1980.
Photo by Lyn Holt. MBRC Image P2267

1980s - Bribie Island Information Centre.
Photo by Denny Field. MBRC Image P2040

1987 - Anro Asia aground off Bribie Island in October.
MBRC Image P0784

1987 - Back of the Number 4 Naval Command Buuilding.
Photo by Ronald Powell. MBRC Image P1603

1989 - Aerial view of Bribie Island and Pumicestone Passage.
Highlighted area is the proposed development of Dux Creek.
MBRC Image P0808

1989 - A much-deteriorated wreck of the Cormorant, South Esplanade.
Photo by Ronald Powell.  MBRC Image P1593

The 80s!! - Digitised Local History Photographs. Moreton Bay Regional Council.

Thursday, 15 November 2018

They Answered the Call


In November 2018 the Bribie Island Historical Society produced a book entitled They Answered the Call.

Click on the name to go to their page from the book They Answered the Call.

M A Bishop 366
W H Bonney 4681
R J Campbell 6477
A T Davis 2792
B Dux 6158
E H Freeman 2987
W Freeman 2809
G L Gollagher 4535
W Gosling 4728
G E Jacques 2188
A Layton 3388
J R Mills 2262
T J Mills 170
W H Mills 944
A W Storr 4891
C A Storr 4892 
H F Storr 653
T M Tripcony 1986

T E Adams Q187167
J M Band
R C Benson QX61294
G H Boothe Q187425
K V Boothe Q267346
W C Costin QX14502
C F Crouch QX27813
M J Darvall QF273914
J A Duke QX9594
W Freeman Q120090
E E I Grant QF268557
D J Heenan 6762
C R Jackson QX52029
W J Lindsay QX13785
A ONeill QX27819
T Shaw QX45157
G H Shields 78860
A Waterfield 76851
G B Wellauer QX30244
R G Wilson Q153131

A Waterfield 78651

The following entry is from They Answered The CallClick here for the contents page.


Service number: 78651.  Age: 41 years. Enlisted: 21 Sep 1942.
Occupation: Lighthouse keeper, Bribie Island.  Next of kin: (wife) Mrs Annie Waterfield.
Address on enlistment:  Brisbane.

 1945: Consolidated Catalina aircraft moored at Royal Australian
Air Force (RAAF) Rathmines base.[1]

Photo from Alphonso Waterfield’s
service record.

Service Summary:
31 Aug 1943: Motor boat crew, R.A.A.F. Marine Section Served at Amberley, Sandgate, Maryborough and Rathmines.
26 Nov 1945: Discharged.

Life Summary:
Alphonso Waterfield was born 18 Sep 1901 in London, a son of Alphonso Waterfield and Cecelia Salt.

By 1925 he was lighthouse keeper with the Department of Harbours and Marine, Brisbane and operated the light tower on North Bribie Island from 1929 till he enlisted in 1942. Alphonso Waterfield married Annie Emma Cowell (1909-1980) on 7 Feb 1931 and the couple made their home on North Bribie Island.[2]

Back lead light and Keepers house on
North Bribie Island circa 1930.

By the early 1940s his wife and young family moved to Brisbane. Alphonso Waterfield died 10 Mar 1976 aged 74 and a memorial plaque at Mt Thompson Memorial Gardens records his service with the R.A.A.F. Marine Section.[4]

[1] Courtesy of the Australian War Memorial P11290-001
[2] Bridesmaids in Blue. Daily Standard Sat 28 Feb 1931 p. 4
[3] Photo: Bribie Island Historical Society WO9_888056

Friday, 12 October 2018

Story 10 Describing Bribie Island

The following story is one of 27 stories presented in Describing Bribie Island 1865-1965: historical first-hand accounts of visiting Bribie Island produced by the Bribie Island Historical Society in 2017.

ABOUT THE AUTHOR: William Main (1860-1946) was born in Glasgow, Scotland and arrived in Queensland in 1887.  In 1911, William was appointed by the Queensland Government to be an Immigration Agent and obtained agricultural emigrants for Queensland. During the 1920s William was associated with the Commercial Travelers’ Club in Elizabeth Street, Brisbane city, and from about this time he contributed verse and other literary articles to The Queenslander, Sydney Mail and other Australian and overseas periodicals.  William spent his retirement years on Bribie Island and according to the Visitors’ Book for Shirley’s Guest House at Ocean Beach, stayed there on 8 December 1939.  Another guest that day was Thomas Welsby.
William Main’s article The Unnamed Lakes was published in The Queenslander, 9 February 1928, page 8 and his photos of The Nameless Lagoons of Bribie on page 31.
The Unnamed Lakes of Bribie by William Main, 1928 (with illustrations)
Unnamed lakes and streams, in these days [1928], belong to the "Never Never"; but they are still to be found on the main beach of Bribie Island, 35 miles from the city of Brisbane.

Historically, Bribie is the most important island in the Bay.  On July 16, 1799, Captain Matthew Flinders landed at Skirmish Point, the first white man to land on Moreton Bay, and this point of Bribie was named by him because of a short and almost harmless engagement he and his boat’s crew had with the natives after landing.  In his sloop Norfolk Flinders made a wonderfully accurate chart of the Bay and islands, but he missed the Brisbane River, which, after an interval of 24 years, was discovered by Oxley.

Map of Bribie Island showing
William Main’s “Unnamed Lakes”.

Source: The Unnamed Lakes of Bribie. The Queenslander, 9 February 1928, p. 8.
   The island was not named.  It simply got to be known as Bribie’s Island, the name of a convict settler who made his home on it for years.

   During recent times the steamers of the Brisbane Tug and Steamship Company have made the island accessible four days a week, and a township has been formed at the jetty, in the passage between the island and the mainland.  This township has been named Bongaree, although the name is unknown to most of the visitors.  The passage itself is a famous fishing ground, and was supposed by the explorers to be the mouth of a river, and consequently was named the Pumicestone River, but is now more commonly known to its frequenters as Bribie Passage.  The scenery and sunsets are beautiful, with fine views of the Glass House Mountains in the background.

   The Tug Company of late years has opened a road across the island to the main beach, and established a motor service.  This is the only road on the island, and as the time between arrival and departure is so short it permits little more than a dip in the surf and lunch at the kiosk before returning to the Passage to join the steamer.

   The main beach, stretching over 20 miles north to Caloundra, is practically undiscovered country.  As far as the eye can reach the beach shows an unbroken fringe of casuarinas.  Behind the casuarinas is thick scrub and timber, which, in the south of the island, stretches from the main beach to the Passage.  The road is through timber all the way.  About three miles north of the road the thick scrub forms but a narrow belt, and beyond, for miles and miles, the island is open country, like a Scottish moor, covered with heath, with occasional clumps of banksia and ti-tree.  Instead of grouse, one starts an odd kangaroo or wallaby, and sometimes an emu.  Dingoes are common, as their tracks prove, right down to the shore; but they are seldom seen in daylight.  In the topmost branches of a dead cypress pine, not far from the open country, is an eagle’s nest of many years’ standing.  There are two young eagles in it as I write, and they are bred by larger eagles than can be found in any other part of the world.
How No. 1 lagoon meets the sea in a wet season.
Photo and caption: W. Main

Source: The Nameless Lagoons of Bribie. The Queenslander, 9 February 1928, p. 31.

The Lagoons
   Three miles along the beach, north from the road, there is a break in the casuarina fringe, and No. 1 lagoon opens out.  It is the smallest of the saltwater lakes, but a fine sheet of water at times.  It has but one arm running into it, from the south.  This arm is over two miles long, and joins up with fresh water lagoons and swamps in the wet season, when it becomes a rushing river, breaking through the sand barrier to the sea.  This lagoon broke through in April last year, after being closed for three years, and the photographs were taken at that time.  There is also a photograph showing it closed up again.
No. 1 lagoon closed from the sea.
Photo and caption: W. Main

Source: The Nameless Lagoons of Bribie. The Queenslander, 9 February 1928, p. 31.

No. 2 lagoon.  Photo and caption: W. Main
Source: The Nameless Lagoons of Bribie. The Queenslander, 9 February 1928, p. 31.
   Two miles north of No. 1 lagoon there is a second gap in the coastline, and one comes on a beautiful sheet of water, which is No. 2 lagoon, the largest of the four lagoons along the main beach.  This lagoon has two large feeders, one stretching south until it almost joins the waters of No. 1 lagoon, and in wet weather, draining swamps and numerous fresh water lagoons that join up to make a river, carrying the accumulated rubbish of the island to the sea.  At such times the ocean changes colour, and becomes a sea of mud and debris along the coastline.

  Sometimes, while the break remains open to the sea, fish rush in, and, when closed, the lagoons are full of bream, whiting, and mullet.  They have always eels.  At the last break the fish were not available, and there are few in any of the lagoons this year.  One whiting, caught in No. 2 last year, measured 18in., and scaled 1 lb. 11 oz.  The flavour of the lagoon fish is inferior to the fish caught in the sea.
No. 2 lagoon looking north.
Photo and caption: W. Main.

Source: The Nameless Lagoons of Bribie. The Queenslander, 9 February 1928, p. 31.

The north branch of No. 3 lagoon.
Photo and caption: W. Main

Source: The Nameless Lagoons of Bribie. The Queenslander, 9 February 1928, p. 31.
   Then, two good miles north of No. 2 lagoon, one reaches the gem of the main beach, No. 3 lagoon.  The permanent water in No. 1 and No. 2 lagoons is dark, like strong billy tea; but the water of No. 3 lagoon is clear as crystal, and makes the finest swimming pool imaginable.  It is not more than 10ft. deep in any part, and there is a beautiful island that one can reach by the aid of a friendly sandbank.  The banks are covered with scrub and beautiful trees, with here and there a group of dark cypress pines, stretching above the surrounding bush and forming a delightful contrast to the lighter shades of green.  

The waters of No. 3 lagoon come mostly from the heathland, and at times there are whiting to be caught, if they are in a biting mood.

No. 4 lagoon.
Photo and caption: W. Main

Source: The Nameless Lagoons of Bribie. The Queenslander, 9 February 1928, p. 31.
  The No. 3 lagoon, the beauty of the bunch, entails a 10-mile walk along the beach; but, when the tide is suitable, the sands are firm, and with a day before one there is no need to hurry.
No. 4 lagoon is much the same as No. 2 lagoon.  It has two feeding areas, and is in the neighbourhood where the wild “Christmas bells” bloom in their season.  Unfortunately, “there ain’t no ‘buses running” and it is a long way to carry Christmas bells seven miles, mostly against a south-easter.

   The main beach itself is a mighty attraction, and a plunge in the surf is available at any stage of the journey.  Sometimes there are rare shells to be found; but often the beach is bare.  And what a beach it is – the finest surfing beach in Queensland!  

An Unknown Island. The Unnamed Lakes of Bribie published in The Queenslander, Thursday 9 February 1928, page 8  and the photos The Nameless Lagoons of Bribie appear on page 31 of the same issue.