How can I put this best into words. If you are lucky enough to stay here, do yourself a favor and…read morehave dinner. Do not do what I almost did and go into town and dine there. The dinng experience here is one of my all time favorite foodie experiences ever. There is a walk in wine locker where you can personally hand pick your bottle of wine, and that's just for starters. The rooms are super comfortable and the inn is located just a short walk from the waterfront. The service is attentive yet not at all stuffy. One of the top romantic getaways on the planet. 5 Stars all the way!

Basic food. Friendly staff in the best show in town…read more Parmigiana and chips and beer. Lots of tables in three parts of the hotel. One of the rooms packed. It scores for character and existing all these years. Supposedly a copy of a menu on the wall from when the Australian Prime Minister visited in 19xx. The luxurious entry stairs made of local wood shipped to London to be carved then returned. There are several other bars in the area but this stands out.

It had started to snow. We were in the mountains on the road known as the western wilderness…read more Darkness fell and by my reckoning we had around 45 minutes before the sun sank for the night. I kicked it down another gear and pushed more firmly on the gas. The truck laboured on winding its way through the Tasmania winters dusk. Surely it wouldn't be good to get caught out here at night. Our only navigation device being a box of Cheezels and a tourist map with some hand scrawled instructions from a Hobart pub the night before; we identified the next metropolis to be a place called Queenstown. Night had fallen and the road wound on, we changed from an ascent into decline and we started to see the lights of civilisation twinkling through the pitch night. We hadn't passed a car for the last three miles and it was a comforting sight to again see electricity. First impressions on Queenstown, well have you ever seen the Lara Bingle tourism Australia ads? The tagline yes, the images no. We ground to a halt outside the Empire Hotel, looking forward to a beer after the long drive. pushing open the doors and stepping inside on that classic red and gold hotel patterned carpet, dark wood work and solid bar. Looking around you wonder if only these walls could spin a yarn oh the stories it they could tell. There were a few people scattered around some eating in the bistro out the back, a couple chatting in the middle bar, but we made our way through to the bar at the front and grabbed a pint of the liquid black gold and settled at the pool table. It would of been about two or three games in ( they do say history is written by the victors, but in this case its written by the author and let's just say I was winning by a significant margin in quite a care free and stylish manner) I had my back to the bar and I hear a drunken dulcet Tasmanian twang sing out, "Where are youse blokes from?" given there was myself and my associate playing pool and only one other group of bloke's sat at the bar, my quick risk assessment surmised that in all probability the question would of been sang out from the blokes at the bar and was most likely to have been directed at myself and my associate, given that probability dictates they would of known where they came from themselves (in most scenarios at any rate). I turned in what I would describe as a tepid manner, I mean let's face it we're in the mountains, in the western wilderness, its night time, there could be Tasmanian devils anywhere, I'd seen a dead wallaby mere hours before and we were in an alcohol consumption cabaret or more commonly referred to as a pub. Tepid seems an appropriate approximation of the manner in which I turned (especially given the thoughts racing through my mind, am I wearing hair product, why yes , yes I am wearing hair product... Is hair product considered offensive to men who work in mines?), to be greeted by a row of quite drunk and inquisitive faces. A sideways glance and an air of suspicion was the response to my "Alright Lads?" enquiry and to my return question of "So where are you blokes from" to which one promptly responded "I'm from here Born and bred..." (and when I die I'll be Queenstown dead) . True locals. But here started one of the finest most inebriated evenings I have had the pleasure to enjoy. We joined forces and attempted to drink the pub dry, within the hour no one could hold a pool cue straight enough to play. The rain lashed down outside and we ploughed on through with the jukebox pumping out the classics Midnight Oil, AC DC and Cold Chisel, past that who knows what happened, all I can remember is everyone was having a great time the Empire Hotel is fantastic. It's a great example of a proper old pub, its worn, its huge, its steeped in character and spirit. I'm quite sure if you go you may well not have the same experience as we did, but I know this; its people that make a place and those Tasmanians are a bloody good sort.

This place is beautiful! The old world charm is throughout each room and I just fell in love with…read morethe well preserved antiques. The B&B is in a National Trust Mansion that has all the mod cons. I was very comfortable getting a cup of coffee in the middle of the night from the communal kitchen. There were spaces to spread out, two different lounge rooms and a ballroom with a billiards table. The bedroom was spacious and the bed was firm. The pillows were very soft and firm at the same time. Oh the breakfast! Go without morning tea and lunch! The breakfast not only taste great but looks outstanding with the silver compliment trays and tea set. Book in for afternoon tea, what a treat! The hosts, Karen and Steve were extremely helpful with great general knowledge and ready to help in any way.

A delightfully spacious and comfortable heritage listed home overlooking the town of Queenstown…read more Our room was large and comfortable with accompanying ensuite, shared lounge and kitchen. Our hosts Maureen & Bill were happy to recommend places about town to eat and put up a delicious hot & cold breakfast spread. A premium accommodation in this mining town that is not to be missed and well priced for the area.

We stayed with John and Susanna at Cozy Pines in Strahan June 26 to June 28th 2024…read more To say that they welcomed us is an understatement They are a lovely warm ,friendly couple who know how to make you feel at home. Their holiday cottage is gorgeous...cozy...with everything you may need and more. Touches like a freshly made loaf of bread...local ham and honey...bottle of wine all waiting for your arrival. The b and b os located minutes from ann the Stragan has to offer. The Gordon river cruise boats..the cute little village...coffee shops and pubs/ restos...and Strahan's very own local theatre company which puts on a fun and fascinating play regularly telling the story of Sarah Island where the 19th century penal colony used to be and the characters who stayed there. We had an amazing time and will miss Strahan but also we will miss Susanna and John...no wonder they are SUPERHOSTS Love from Suzannah..Andrew and Rebeca( from Canada and from Cuprona Tas)

Over all really enjoyed our stay here…read more When we originally arrived to our hotel, we found that the hot water wasn't working. Reception was informed and immediately we were update at no extra cost and had serval drinks paid for at View 42. Extremely happy with the customer service. The downside: We went to the local pub for a beer before dinner, the waitress didn't seem to be interested in accommodating you unless you were "local" she was off putting and there was very much a homophobic vibe happening. Needless to say we left and went to View 42 which I would highly recommend as well and the train trip. Overall a enjoyable 2 days.

An absolute treat of a cruise. You get to see the entrance out to the sea, but also cruise up the…read moreFranklin River and learn about real convict history on Sarah Island. The crew are world-class and the food is excellent.

If you want to see the famous Hell's Gates, the former convict settlement on Sarah Island and get a…read moretaste of the Frankling NP temperate rainforest in an easy 5 1/2 hour, this is the trip for you. The catamaran is purposely build for the tour and has specially angled seats so even if you don't sit at a window you still get a good view! Everything has been thought off; eg the windows get washed after the journey through Hell's Gates, so you can enjoy the views. There are five outside deck spaces, and two indoor seating areas. Splurge on the captains deck (free drinks here include beers, wine as well as softies). Window seats here are at a first booked basis. Or go for the standard deck, a choice of window or standard seating. In total the ship can carry just over 200 guests. The large number of people at the sites make this a four rather than five star experience. Snacks and a buffet lunch are included in the ticket price, as are knowledgeable guides. The tour leaves at 8:30 am and gets back around 2:15 ish. If you go from late Feb to early April the sea may be calm enough to include a sail past the Sorrel lighthouse! My husband hates organised tours and especially cruises. So he went under sufferance..... The captain class buffet lunch with several beers and wines has made this a pleasant experience, even for him!

Really good basic accommodations with reasonably close access to Strahan. Decent kitchen equipment…read morebut the bonus is a bonfire area with plenty of wood to use.

We had only one day in Strahan, between our stays at Cradle Mountain and Lake St Claire, and…read morefortunately stayed at the Ormiston House. Carolyn and Mike were wonderful hosts. Fresh raspberry muffins on arrival, a lovely continental breakfast with pressed coffee, and home made chocolate chip cookies for the road! The house appears meticulously restored. The rooms are spacious, clean, comfortable and quiet. Wi-Fi included. We took the Gordon River cruise (12 minute walk from the Ormiston House), the highlight being the tour of Sarah Island and the brief history lesson of its 1820's penal colony.