Suncoast Seniors Recreational Kayaking Club Inc.

SSRKC is a Seniors Kayaking Club based on the Sunshine Coast, Australia.

We are a group of over 50’s who share a common interest in kayaking. We operate around the diverse waterways of the Sunshine Coast, Qld, Australia. Our aim is to stay physically fit, enjoy the company of other like minded kayakers and create a safe paddling environment..



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Hi, training next Tuesday 31st January will be at Lake Kawana. As Rob will be away in February, I will be holding Skills Development on

Tuesday the 7th and 21st of February at Cotton tree.

The 14th of February I am not available and the 28th will be a surf session 

Cheers Dean 


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Report Linsay Gadsby, Photos: Ken Jeffreys

Another successful year almost completed culminating with our annual Christmas lunch at the Buderim Tavern. Much well deserved praise was given to our outgoing Club President Bruce Nicholson for his leadership over the preceding three years. All present enjoyed the day and the company of like minded club members. Enjoy Ken’s gallery below.


Report: Ken Jeffreys, Photos: Linsay Gadsby

A big flotilla at Baroon Pocket Dam for the Thursday paddle… from memory about 26 kayaks under the watchful eye of coordinator Malcolm ably assisted by leader Linsay and tail end charlie Chris. Always a nice paddle at the dam.


Report Ken Jeffreys, Photos: Linsay Gadsby

Perfect sailing weather on the passage.

We knew the trip south from the Power Boat Club to Lighthouse Reach would be fast…  with a steady northerly and an incoming tide making paddling almost redundant. To fill in time, we went in search of Halls Creek. Led by Linsay Gadsby, we ventured up the creek until the high tide made it impossible to go further. Good to have Mal and Jenni’s grand daughter along for the ride. Big thank you to Jim Clancy for stepping in as paddle coordinator.


EVANS HEAD CLUB CAMP – November 2022

Report: Sue Alcock, Photos: Paul Watt, NSW Global Paddler Book, Sue Alcock

Third time lucky for our club members to finally get down to Evans Head for a week of wonderful kayaking. Planning had commenced in 2019 but due to the Covid restrictions it was cancelled in 2020 and 2021, so it was exciting to return to the sleepy little township this year but that was not all we adventurers had to contend with. The recent devastating floods in the Northern Rivers area also influenced our paddling plans, as many places were still inaccessible, and many waterways had changed. As folk arrived, the caravan park, bowling club ‘Bowlo’ and B & B accommodation were filling with Suncoast Senior kayaking enthusiasts, 35 paddlers and 11 non- paddlers made up the group. A small hiccup with our happy hour gathering occurred when the sign in the park, near the SLSC, indicated a large fine per person if found drinking alcohol in a public place. David Hill offered the grassy area in front of his beautiful cabin, so that was where H.H. was held each evening, over-looking the Evans River.

Aerial photo of Evans Head

Evans River ( Global Paddlers Image)

DAY 1: Our first paddle commenced from the Evans River boat ramp, where we were surrounded by pelicans and sea birds, while David was fortunate to have dolphins and a turtle accompany him to the ramp. Paddlers had the choice to paddle to the barrage (Pacific Hwy) a round trip of 29km, or paddle at a more leisurely pace up-stream, stopping at a sandy bank to enjoy morning tea, before heading back home. Along the way we enjoyed watching two kangaroos grazing on the green grass before bounding away. The river has the unique distinction of having the Bundjalung National Park to the south and the Broadwater NP to the north with the remains of the Iron Gate linking the two.

Morning tea beside the Evans River

Monday – Setting off after morning tea

Day 2: Our second paddle launched from the Richmond River, across from the Woodburn shops, but before we could enter the water the Northern Rivers Maritime Service cleared the debris away from the ramp (see the full skip in the photo) Our willing ‘support team’ helped everyone over the mud to get underway towards Rocky Mouth Creek. A meandering course that gave us a firsthand view of the damage the floods had caused in the local area. Many appreciated a pie or pub stop after the paddle, supporting the locals where possible.

Richmond river to Rocky Mouth creek

Jeff supporting us on the muddy ramp

Day 3: Day three took us to the picturesque area of Jerusalem Creek in the Bundjalung National Park. The beautiful 15km plus drive into the park was as pleasing as the paddle, with the stunningly green vegetation all around. Parking for 30 paddlers was tight.  A shorter paddle of 9km but well worth it, with the relaxing charm of the waterfalls, black tea-tree coloured water, turning into aqua waters, nearer the sea. Many took the opportunity to surf the waves, at the creek mouth, while others sat and watched, enjoying their morning tea break. NSW Global Paddler book refers to the magnificent ‘waterfall bowl’ as the “secret cove” and encourages all to pop in and experience the tranquil environment.

Beautiful drive into National Park

Launching spot at Jerusalem Creek

Anita relaxing in the Waterfall bowl

Break at the mouth of Jerusalem Creek

Graham checking out the Jerusalem creek launch area

Day 4: Our plans were to start our next paddle at Coraki’s man-made, very muddy beach, but we were unexpectedly diverted to the other side of the river, as once again the ‘clean up’ teams were busy at work. Coraki is the Bundjalung word for the meeting of waters …… the confluence of the Richmond and Wilson Rivers. The paddle along the Wilson River was uneventful, except for one small thing …… the sighting of many koalas perched up in the surrounding gum trees, along the western side of the river. An awesome experience, especially when a few of us sighted a mother carrying her baby. Paul & others found a wonderful grassy meadow, with a tricky exit and re-entry but with the support of the ‘guardian angels’ most made it. However, we had an extra visitor poised beside several folk, while they had their coffee ……… a 1.2m goanna was hanging onto a large tree stump, just watching the action of these crazy people, kayaking in his territory.

Healthy, happy mother & baby

Koala snoozing (Thanks Global Paddlers for this image)

Goanna hiding from Dave & Jenny

Superb reflections

Day 5: Our final paddle on Friday started once again at the Evans boat ramp. Rob & Richard chose to paddle up to Brandy Arm Creek, while the other 15 cruised along Bundjalung Creek, stopped to wonder along the walking track up to the top of the Iron Gate, learning a little history on the way. The indigenous people, back in the early part of the 1900’s used to walk across the ironstone wall but in 1914 the Australian Army blew up part of this unique natural bridge. Incredible!  Morning tea on another shady sandy bank before we set off looking for Waterfall Creek a little further up-stream. At 11am we all rafted up, to have a minute’s silence on this special Remembrance Day, 2022. Each in turn watched the waters of a little babbling creek cascaded over the embankment into the darker waters of the Evans tributary to complete our last paddle.

Thanks to everyone for their support, friend- ship and team spirit. for another great Suncoast Seniors club camp.

The Greatest Keppel Island “Camp”? – How I remembered it…..! September 2022

Author: David Hill

 Please note: this may not necessarily be an accurate representation of the trip, and I apologise in advance to people I may have inadvertently offended in this story.

The day started quite unexpectedly, I like to be early and the plan was to be ready to go by 0930, so I’d scheduled to be at the Ferry for just after 0900 which left heaps of time to unload the car, but to my surprise we were the last to arrive! What seemed like a hundred kayaks and people lined the ferry wharf clothed in a variety tropical and hawaiian themed holiday garb, at this point I started to panic, I was only one coffee into my three morning ritual, it looked like I was really late, everyone was looking at me, looking at their watches and shaking their heads. I unloaded the car and ran quickly to the barista to see if she could help me.

Sometime later after the triple bongo latte had well and truly taken effect, the loading of the Ferry started, this was planned by Dave Pass and coordinated by Marion, and was executed fabulously, fantastic teamwork, extremely clear (and loud) instructions and we were all done in a little over half an hour. I then went in search of the bar on board…..(bugger, no bar)

The eight kayakers paddling over to the island earlier in the morning were planning to meet the Ferry and help unload , in an alternative parallel universe they did meet us and proceeded to unload the whole ferry whilst the ferry people sat down in the shade and watched.

However back in our universe there were various stories from the boys as to what happened, the best I heard was that as they rounded the tip of Miall Island a Mermaid surfaced and told them to come into her cave, and of course they followed, but luckily Ken yelled “Dean, there is no way I’m going in there” ………

After the Ferry unload, I went in search of the resort bar (and hoping that one was open) and to critically review their craft beer offerings. To my very great surprise there were at least two quality Pale Ale options available, happy days. Lager drinker Linsay was also very excited to see that both Great Northern beers were on tap, and I thought to myself …..”well we are in North Queensland”!

As COVID was all around in the air we took extra care on the Ferry with masks and social distancing, and no one died on the way over, how good was that? In keeping with the social distancing regulations, drinks and briefing that afternoon was held inside a tightly packed conference room, fearing for my life I elected to have a couple crafty pale ales on the grassy knoll near the coffee hut.

Day One rise and shine, down to the beach to get ready early, as is the custom in the club, but first i needed to get coffee. I had done some prior research and using satellite imagery and Jenny and I were able to select accommodation closest to the coffee hut, “how good is this?” I said to myself when we discovered we were less than ten metres from bed to barista. Well turned out to be not very good, Coffee Hut opening days were limited to the weekend and it was only Monday..!

Alternative espresso machine was eventually located in the bar and the world became a much better place.

Back on the beach, everyone was getting ready including Jenny and I and this was to be Jenny’s second ocean paddle ever. Rob, Dean, Linsay, Jenny & I were lucky enough to meet up with paddlers from the Capricorn Kayak Club on the previous Saturday where we ventured out to Wedge Island from Emu Park, which was the first ocean paddle for Jenny. I’ve heard so much about Humpy Island I was very keen to get there and check it out. The paddle over was fantastic, a little bit of bumpy water around Monkey Beach Point but everyone handled this very well and no one capsized or drowned.

Landing on the beautiful beach on Humpy Island was a great introduction to this absolute gem of a place. Fantastic camp ground adjacent to the beach with toilets and an outside shower, a location I’ve promised myself must be revisited for a multiple night real camping trip. Over coffee number three on the beach George was waxing lyrical about all the great camps he has had on Humpy and North Keppel, but he thought the weather and the company for this trip was the best he’s ever had, and that is a very very big statement..!!

After smoko we split into two groups, the first group hiked over the top of the Island and group two, or “the others” circumnavigated Humpy. The groups re-joined and as we paddled away from the island we realised that there was a double and single kayak still on the beach, it seemed that three hikers were lost! Eventually Dean, Debbie and Terri arrived and wondered what all the fuss was about. On the paddle home we again split into two groups, the first group paddled a similar route to the outward leg while “the others” paddled around Halfway Island then home.

We were treated to a fabulous Sunset during drinks on the Grassy Knoll and the alcohol may have been a factor in how we all recounted how fantastically well we all paddled on this the very first day, bring it on, I said.

Mondays paddle: Humpy Island, total distance for the day was double what is shown.

It was going to be tough to get a better day than the first day, the Day 2 paddle plan called for a figure eight course around Miall and Middle Island. We encountered a few little lumps in the channel between the islands but again no loss of life. Several dolphins and turtles were spotted, Ken thought he saw a dugong or another Mermaid but on closer inspection it was a rock, but a very pretty rock.

Some of the crew hiked on Middle Island that afternoon, Dean said there was a track but like Trump truth telling, it was very hard to spot, Marion has taken a personal vow never to follow Dean hiking ever again. Dean said it was safe, but we all know there is “Dean safe” and actual safe. The hikers however reported fantastic views from the summit, and for anyone wanting to do the hike in the future just follow the trail of blood to the top.

Very sadly, it was too windy for Rob’s Penny whistle during drinks on the Grassy Knoll.

Tuesdays Paddle: Miall & Middle Island figure of Eight

Hump day Wednesday, was a paddle up Homestead Creek after a run out to Butterfish Bay and back. The highlights were the very fat goats around the ruined homestead, someone mentioned Vindaloo and we all got hungry just looking at them.

Wednesdays Paddle: Homestead Creek after a paddle to Butterfish Bay

Big day Thursday, the Today Show Weather Barbie was on-island for some dramatic TV live crosses to the resort and beach, someone (possibly Ken) lined up the club paddlers to be the backdrop for the weather update at 7:36. This must have been fantastic television for all three hundred odd viewers of the TODAY show for Thursday 18 August, let’s hope they had their hearing aids in and hadn’t fallen back to sleep!

After the TV drama had finished a fabulous day presented itself and the B-HAG (Big Hairy Audacious Goal) was to circumnavigate the island. Marion was charged with the leader duties for this trip and she did a magnificent job, ensuring all 19 paddlers returned to the beach safe and sound after a twenty seven kilometre journey, not everyone listened and followed during the whole trip but we’ll leave that alone.

There was some excitement over the radio as we rounded Bald Rock Point as it was reported that Graham had capsized and was in the water….!, Graham however knew nothing of this as he was snug and dry in his trusty Tangerine Mirage.

Just when we thought the day couldn’t get any better it was the Club Celebratory Dinner at the Bistro, and what a fabulous treat this was. After the excellent meals and marvellous service the hospo staff and chefs were paraded out and presented with rousing applause from all that attended. The Bistro is arguably the best restaurant on the island.

Very unfortunately, it was again too windy for Rob’s Penny Whistle.

Thursdays Paddle: Speaks for itself…!! The Eastern most point is where Graham did not capsize.

Friday presented itself and again the weather did not disappoint, the easy day plan was Miall & Middle Islands in a reverse figure eight. Jenny and I stuck this one out, and instead I had a short paddle around to Svensons Beach.

At drinks on the Grassy Knoll, Jim Blythe gave a heartfelt speech about how this was the greatest ever camp he’d been on, this from a weather, organisation, and kayaking point of view. This Camp he said, surpassed all camps, even the ones he had coordinated.! Big praise indeed.


Sunset on the Sandy Straights