Once again with little to no plans (this
was very unlike us) we made our way down the Southeast Peninsula to Port Arthur
for a day of sight-seeing and historical enrichment. We dropped our bags at the nearby deluxe
campsite (with full indoor kitchens with room for at least 7 families), grabbed
food for dinner later and headed to Port Arthur’s Historic Site, the hub of
Tasmania’s and Australia’s convict history.
We purchased a day ticket to explore the
grounds on our own and booked 2 spots on the ghost tour for later that
night. We were in turn, handed two cards
from a 52 deck that would match us up to convicts that had lived (and served
time) there over 150 years ago. Upon
entering the main interactive exhibit, I learned that my convict (John
Langworth, the Ace of Diamonds) was arrested for stealing two saddles, was sent
to Port Arthur for being a violent and uncontrollable man and was sentenced to life
during which he acted as an overseer of the other convicts. Martin’s convict on the other hand (the Queen
of Spades) had stolen some sheets, was sentenced to life and worked as a carpenter
on the grounds…how fitting, Martin the carpenter and me in management – what
are the odds!
We spent the next 2 hours touring the grounds,
learning about life as a convict in the mid to late 1800’s and gasping at the
true horror of it all including the “silent” or “separate” prison where
convicts were forced into separation and complete silence for up to 10 years…One
gentleman ended up there for 7 years for stealing a (as in 1) silver spoon.
Inside the silent prison
In sharp contrast to its history, the
grounds were beautiful, and had it not been for the tragic and somber past, it
would have been the perfect place for a holiday.
The main building
Later that evening, we enjoyed a ghost tour of the grounds, hearing about the original person and all of the “encounters” that have followed since at each of the haunted locations. We heard about the various murders that occurred in the now empty church, the ghost of the angry parson, the children of the hospital, the roaming lady in blue and the surgeon’s basement. While we didn’t see any ghosts, the stories of the encounters were entertaining and the 4 candle lanterns that provided our only source of light throughout the tour helped to increase some heart rates while hearing the stories.
The Church by Night
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