When I first moved to Tasmania, I was struck by the number of beautiful old timber apple sheds that dotted the valley. Ramshackle wooden sheds that butt right up against the road, relics from the once thriving apple industry. Some of them are still in use, some dilapidated and abandoned and a very small number converted into charming rustic homes.
I remember thinking how special and unique they were, but also feeling a little sad that more of them weren't loved and cared for. That they should be preserved and celebrated as a unique feature of the valley.
One such fine specimen of a shed sits proudly on a stretch of highway locally known as the Grove Straight, and for years has been home to the Apple Museum. I'm sorry to say I had never been inside the museum. It just looked a bit sad to me. Even the lure of the fabled shrunken apple heads wasn't enough to entice me inside.
That is until this week. Those clever cider makers at Willie Smiths have bought the museum with a vision to turn the space into a museum, cider tasting cellar door and cafe. I couldn't be happier. A place to celebrate the now thriving cider industry, while remembering the valley's apple heritage.
Work has already started to strip the building back to its historical bare bones. Painted windows have been scrapped back to let in the light, carpets ripped up to reveal smooth, perfectly sound century-old floorboards and fake walls knocked down to reveal beautiful industrial architectural details.
Work has already started to strip the building back to its historical bare bones. Painted windows have been scrapped back to let in the light, carpets ripped up to reveal smooth, perfectly sound century-old floorboards and fake walls knocked down to reveal beautiful industrial architectural details.
This summer, I can't wait to sit in the garden, sipping cider with friends while the children play in the gardens. Or we might follow one of the paths to be carved through the surrounding paddocks and walk through the gorgeous fields under the shadow of Sleeping Beauty, the mountain range to the north.
In the meantime, I finally made it to the museum this week, to get a look at the vast collection of treasures and keepsakes. I thought about all those hardworking apple pioneers and I felt thankful that at least one of these special buildings, and the stories it contains, will continue to be relevant, preserved and loved. Cheers!
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