Ghost Tour in Port Arthur

Short Note: I realized I don't blog as much as I used to or write as well either. Where has the passion gone?! Something I need to learn to get back into I suppose.

On the third day, I wanted to go on a roadtrip in Tasmania. Apparently that's what you're supposed to do when you're just about anywhere in Australia, the country is just too big not to go on a roadtrip!

camwhore in car

I heard about Port Arthur and its gory stories, how it used to be a convict settlement, holding up all the British convicts back in the 1800s where they sailed most of the "criminals" from England and put them all in Port Arthur.

And when I say Criminals, these people can range from murderers, traitors, run away soldiers, to 9 year-old small boys that stole a piece of bread and old men that were just simply homeless.

Which also formed British Empire's first boys' prison, kept in Point Puer.

map of port arthur
Map of Port Arthur

It's really harsh. Imagine being 9 years old and stealing out of innocence, before they know it, they are to spend and suffer the rest of their lives in a foreign land thousands of miles from home, which most of them would then die of cruel punishment or slavery labour.

Hence, Port Arthur is, was, also known as a ghost town.

Located is the South East of Tasman Peninsula, Port Arther is 60km away from Hobart town and can be reached in two-three hours considering the roads were pretty small and narrow.

Albeit very beautiful scenery on the way. :)

road trip to port arthur

We made the mistake of starting the journey late, but it was out of our control as were trying to rent a car through a friend's friend which couldn't allocate us the car till noon.

me and jerine at the back seats
Me and Jerine

But first, Lunch!

maki roll

Had some not-so-bad-but-Malaysia-one-nicer sushi in town with Jerine's friend, Dixon, and his friend, forgot his name.

dixon and friend
Co-driver and Driver (Dixon, right)

On the way we passed by a small town - Richmond town. There you'll find a very nice Victorian photo studio.

small town

The guys decided that they want to take a studio photo as souveniers so they stopped the car and walked toward the shop.

You'd think that it's the girls that would want these sort of girly things. But guys are so girly nowadays!!

So we went for the shoot.

Jerine chose a nice muslin looking puffy purple dress.

jerine in dress

Which looked a bit too big for her petite frame but made her all the more cuter!!

While I opted for the white.

me in white dress

in white dress

The photo developing would take half an hour or so, so we went for tea after the shoot.

lippy tea time
Can you see my lip? :p

camwhore 3

There I am!

Okay I was bored.

camwhore 1

We went back and this was what we got.

victorian age photo



Now in Richmond town, you will come across Australia oldest bridge, built over 1823 - 1825.

AD1823 Richmond bridge

Take a drive over this National Heritage Icon to take in the scenic beauty and savour a piece of history that has survived the years.

AD1823 Richmond bridge

The bridge is famous for few significant reasons. One was that it was built by convicts. The other was it being one of the earliest large stone arch bridges in Australia.

me and jerine

So with one last kiss, we shall bid Richmond goodbye and move on with our journey.

kissing oldest bridge

By the time we hit the sea again, it was dusk.

evening in tasmania

Crossing the bridge to the other end of the Southern Tasman Peninsula was breathtaking.


Not to mention a bit eerie. Knowing that we were heading to one of the most popular haunted site/port in the country.

By the time we reached Port Arthur itself, it was nightfall.

So I decided if we couldn't tour the port, we could at least go for the night Ghost Tour.

price of ghost tours

Which I did. Dixon accompanied.

Jerine and Mr Co-driver bailed.

The Bailing-Duo decided to head to the souvenir shop to scout for some booze while waiting for us. We follow suit while waiting for our tour to start.

tasmania fruit liquors

It occurred to me that Tassie has a good collection of fruit liquors. Here are a few of them I took at random.

apply liquor
Apple Liquor

blueberry liquor
Blueberry Liquor

blackcurrent liquor
Blackcurrent Liquor

I was so tempted to buy all of them. Alas the weight limit of my luggage discouraged me otherwise. :(

Soon, it was time for the tour.

ghost tour at port arthur

Our tour guide was a chirpy (wrong character for this type of tour?) macho man, who, like all Australians, had quite a bit of humour under his sleeves.

in front of a house

He first walked us to our first building in Port Arthur and briefed us the story of Port Arthur.

A few anecdotes here and there of ghost tour story telling, including the youngest convict ever recorded in Port Arthur, named James Lynch by the age of nine who was sent there for stealing toys.

ghost tour guide explaining

In fact, if you want to read more about the ghost sighting stories in Port Arthur, you can go to this thread I found in some forum.

We then came to this convict-built church that has lurked so many ghosts before even when stepping on grounds gave me a spine chill.

eerie haunted church
It didn't help that there was almost a full moon that night, but it definitely created the ambiance. -.-

While other tourist just took the chance to take more photos around.

capturing photo in church

Walking away from the creepy church, we came to a house that was known by many to have seen imaginable beings and lights lurking inside.

haunted house

After telling us several full tales of the cottage, the tour guide opened the small wooden gate in front, and let us in. -.- how nice of him.

going into haunted house

Standing in the exact same room where the senior officer or generals once lived in was like a walk to the past.

surrounding the haunted room

To the ghost's past, that is.

The tour guide managed to give me fright, to which I screamed like a little girl, when he knocked on the door with his hand, for special effect to his story-telling. Bastard.

We also went down to an underground dungeon of a building.

down to dungeon

There we saw a stone bed where doctors used to use the carcass of dead convicts to perform their surgical experiments.

experimental room

It was almost so gory, listening to the stories that convicts used to stand inside the dark room with their oil-lamps over their head to light the room for doctors to perform their procedures.

carcass bed

Imagine seeing your fellow convict or friend being sliced and diced open in front of you.

ghost tour guide in carcass surgery room

Now we came to one of those cruelest part of the town - The Seperate Prison.


As if the town itself was not a prison enough, 80 cells built in a shape of a cross to punish those who had defied orders, physically or psychologically.

centre of prison

Which includes whippings and silent treatment.

Now their "Silent System" was the highlight story of this tour.

Prisoners were each put into a separate brick cell like this,

cell room

where the prisoners would have their hands bound (or not) and hoods over their head, in total silence. They were not allowed to talk nor whisper, and the guards would wear special shoes and walk on mats so that you would be driven crazy out of complete, and utter silence!

Now if you defied and did make a noise. What you receive is you'll be put into a special room.

silent treatment room

This room would be the ultimate punishment and would drive you mentally crazy.

It's total darkness and completely quiet and you will have no contact of the outer world. Prisoners usually would scream and beg for forgiveness when they're being dragged to this room. At one go, you could be inside the special room from 48 hours up till 30 days.

Some say prisoners would lost track of time and date inside the cells and some would even go mad. One day would literally felt like a month inside.


Finally, it was the end of the tour.

out from prison

We're out of the prison!

me and tour guide
Me and funny tour guide

peace sign in front of hospital
A photo with the local hospital

Heading back to the building of where we started, each of us left a comment on their guestbook.

dixon signing guestbook

And was awarded a Ghost Tour Courage Certificate. *proud*

Which I lost 24 hours later. T_T

Speaking of which, at the end of the day the tour gave me a very familiar feeling that I couldn't put into words.

1800s. Victorian age. Ghosts.


Haven't I seen that somewhere.

victorian age photo

^#&%*#$@ I thought the photo looked uncannily suspicious!


6 kissed Nicole

  1. You look... antique! ^^ Can't find a word to suit you...

    Nicole, don't start to lose your touch on blogging... I miss you posts! More to come in future, okay?

    Don't let some dull mood spoil your blogging! Keep it up! ;D

  2. cool post.....and cool place =)

  3. U lost the cert??? Maybe the notty ghost took

  4. i had a photo shot during the ghost tour at Port Arthur which had a patch of white smoke blurred at the back of our shoulders.. errie thinking bout it.. this is after we developed the photos, those were the days where u use films in your camera..

  5. Actually I got something very potong stim to say. Recently I went out coffee with a friend, and his friend so happen to be the ghost tour guide. She said she never seen or feel anything strange before for the past 5 years she's been working there.

    Eh, why you didn't write about the annoying lady during the tour?

  6. hey cool blog. Um theres a big as orb in picture 42 oooh scary also in the next photo underneath it. theres a tiny orb in the blackness and is that a scythe? that the grim reaper uses? it looks like an evil place and the tour guide looks a bit creepy too. love ur blog though. this is the first time reading one actually so yeah lucky i read urz coz i want to read more now. :)