Seven Mile Beach, the Apple Isle of Hobart offers attractions for even the most discerning of travellers.
What can one do in Hobart, TAS, for three days? Good thing you asked me; the answer is – plenty!
Brace yourselves, here is my no-holds barred account of three days in Hobart.
DAY 1. FRIDAY. ARRIVAL
A little nippy, but soon forgot the temperature in awe of the surrounding mountains. The vibe was very rugged, the Australia of my imagination.
A walk through Salamanca Place was quite peaceful (markets were on the next day). We ducked in and out of quirky art shops and the such. Lunch was the venerable Tassie Scallop Souvlakia at Mezethes Greek Taverna Mezethes Greek Taverna – delicious! Just behind Salamanca Place we stumbled upon the historic suburb of Battery Point. There was a pub or two, but in the next streets over, we discovered many beautiful houses (with lavender growing in the front gardens!), picturesque, quiet streets, a village atmosphere and tantalising glimpses of the harbour.
Dinner was cooked in our resort’s self-contained kitchen. We had Tasmanian smoked salmon and, let me tell you, it was the most delicious I’d ever tasted. I think Tassie may be hiding all the best fish.
DAY 2. SATURDAY. CULTURE LIKE THE LOCALS
One doesn’t pass a Saturday in Hobart without visiting Salamanca Markets. Admittedly, I had fears that these markets might be a little too touristy for my tastes, so was very pleased to be proven wrong! We wandered the stalls, sampling cherries and raspberries fresh from nearby Huon Valley, purchasing handmade goods and chatting with the friendly locals. Quick coffee in one of the classy historic warehouses repurposed into a restaurant, and it was down to the wharf to catch the ferry.
MONA, the infamous Museum of Old and New Art, can be reached by a 30 min ferry ride (tip: sip a glass of bubbly) gliding through more of those majestic mountains I’d noticed on my arrival. The museum itself is a lot like falling down the rabbit hole. Refreshingly irreverent, MONA is by turns shocking, discombobulating – and inspiring. Perched on the cliff, the MONA Café had frankly delicious scones, and an outside lawn (complete with beanbags) where one can bask in the sun and natural scenery.
DAY 3. SUNDAY. GET HISTORIC
Via Adventure Island Tours. Richmond was our first stop, a charming historic town that boasts the Best Pie Shop in Tasmania (unfortunately, I didn’t get a chance to pop in) and the oft-pictured Australia’s oldest bridge, Richmond Bridge. Tip: if you’re after history, spend half an hour in Richmond Gaol. Smaller, quieter and with complete intact architecture as compared to Port Arthur, Richmond’s gaol was one of the best and most authentic historic goals I’ve visited.
Richmond was followed by a 1 hour visit to the Tasmanian Devils Sanctuary to pat kangaroos, wallabies, watch the feeding of the quolls (so cute!) and, of course, get close to the famous Devils.
Port Arthur Historic Site is BIG. A World Heritage listed property and one of the few open-air museums, this was a notorious convict settlement and prison that now comprises of 30-ish historic buildings and ruins to explore. My favourite was the Separate Prison, The Penitentiary ruin and the pretty architecture of the Commandant’s House. Tip: I wouldn’t recommend the cruise around the Isle of the Dead Cemetery and Point Puer’s Boys’ Prison, as there really isn’t much to see, save for that stretch of ocean that eventually meets Antarctica. Expect to spend several hours discovering the grounds.
Our last hurrah was at the Devil’s Kitchen (apparently no one knows the origin of its name), The Tasman Blowhole, and the Tasman Arch, all impressive natural rock formations set in tall (romantic?) cliffs.
Tip: If you can, drive by Doo Town, a group of houses all named with the word ‘Doo’ in them (some of my favourite, PG-rated, ones were Just Doo It, Make Doo and Much-A-Doo). Quirky.
And that was it! Three days in Hobart where, we may not have seen everything on offer, but we certainly whet our appetites.