Hobart. It all came about when the annual, all too familiar, family Christmas location discussion came up in July. Who’s hosting? Where shall we go? My family is from Adelaide, so travel was imminent. However this year we decided to make a real holiday out of the festive season and go somewhere different.
The main requirement was warm weather, a big house on a private or secluded beach and hopefully with a boat ramp. A range of excellent locations were tossed around and then we settled on Hobart. Seems like a weird beach holiday choice, until you research it and discover it has some of Australia’s best bays and beaches, and even though the temperature is lower than our Northern friends, the UV is extraordinarily high…so a mild 22 degree day, is in fact, a scorcher! Nobody tells you this…You’re welcome.
Transport to Hobart is either to fly or to ferry. We decided early that we would take our boat over, so we booked it onto The Spirit Of Tasmania and my better half accompanied the boat on the boat…my brother and family had their car, so he too took the ferry…the rest of us opted for the quicker route and flew. The Spirit leaves Melbourne twice daily and takes approx 12 hrs. Docks into Devonport and then it is a 4 hour drive South to Hobart. The flight takes 1hour 20mins to Hobart direct..enough said.
‘Saltcotes’ is the amazing house we found on Trip Advisor. It is located in Opossum Bay, approximately 40 minutes out of the Hobart CBD. Secluded beach. Tick. Boat Ramp. Tick Tick. And the house…..oh my..It appeared to be a Revenge style Hampton’s home smack bang in the middle of sleepy Tassie. It was perfect. And upon arrival, it did not disappoint. This 5 bedroom, 3 bathroom Cape Cod delight, sits atop a slight rise overlooking the Derwent River and towards Blackmans Bay.
‘Saltcotes’ exceeded all expectations. A beautiful welcome hamper, spacious rooms, clean and well maintained, beach toys including kayaks, big outdoor beanbags, fluffy white towels and upmarket body wash. Its the small things that matter. I must add this place isn’t cheap. So you do expect the finer things, and the hosts Francis and Henry certainly understand that the dollar charged should be worthy the stay. And so far so good.
Planning is key for this type of family vay-cay. As we were heading into town 2 days before Xmas, we preordered all the food. The turkey, chicken, ham and pudding were all ordered in advance from Wursthaus Gourmet Kitchen in Hobart, and ready for pickup on the 23rd. A Coles online order was placed from Adelaide the week prior and the delivery of all the other food staples, arrived as we were settling in on our first night.
Opossum Bay is very sleepy. A general store and that is it. The nearest supermarket is 30 minutes away. So it pays to be organised if possible.
‘Saltcotes’ built in 1936, grandly sits alone on the Northern tip of Opossum Bay. 100m South over a small cluster of rocks is the rest of the beach lined with beach shacks and beach shacks turned into houses all dotting the foreshore. There is mixture of homes and quite an eclectic mix. Yes that is a light house at the front of the boat themed beach shack…and its actually kind of cool.
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