Cruising Yacht Club of Australia

A great little find on the East side of the harbour. looks can be decieving from the front, but once you enter it is an amazing yacht club. Have your drivers licence ready, scan it for entry and once you ar ein head to the Sydney To Hobart Bar, well it is the home of the Rolex Sydney To Hobart yacht race on Boxing day. Wine list is adequate, order and pay as you go at the bar, find a table on the deck, then go order food at the food window. The meals are adequate and usual club tucker, burgers, seafood, chips, salads etc. Its downfall is the buzzer discs to alert you your food is ready, so you get up get drinks, go get food, get up for more drinks etc, it would be good to offer table service as that is what you go out for. However, the ambience, the mix of friendly people and general overall feel of the place makes up for no table service. You can quite easily sit for hours on an afternoon and watch the sun set over to the east, watch the yachts pull in and just get lost in a world of yachties. I will be back that is for sure.

Decent food, ok bar. Parking is awful. Nice place to look at boats while you eat. I would probably skip it the next time but it was nice to go here once.

I come here after sailing and it’s good fun. I’ve only had the wedges and garlic pizza, but they’re pretty good. It’s a nice atmosphere to have a drink and chat with other people that love being out on the water.

This is how I’m gonna live when I’m 68 and retired.
My kid are out of the house — they didn’t become doctors like I wanted, but hell at least they weren’t rock stars, yeuchh — and it’s just me and the ol’ ball and chain. And by ol’ I mean OLD, I married a total cougar which was sexy at the time but now she’s ten years older than me and, well, her denture costs alone are killing me. We get up around noon, it takes us 20 minutes to get out of bed (more if it’s been raining, the damp seeps into our crumbling bones) and then we toddle down to the yacht club for the daily special and then the rest of the day is Wine Time.
This place has the greatest beer garden, it’s huge with loadsa tables and right on the water — so on the water that you could almost step right out onto a yacht and sail that bad boy to Mexico. The bistro does super food — I can’t go past the fish ‘n’ chips, I mean why would you when the ocean is right there — and on Monday’s they’ve got a $ 15 barramundi, salad & chips special. Total bargain, and the fish is top class.
Also great for daytime meetings, it’s nice and quiet with a gentle feel that’s perfect for closing tricky deals.
Nek time I’m wearing my boat shoes, striped top and submarine commander hat that I bought in Russia and that some guy probably died in. What? He doesn’t need it any more.

I’ve not been here for a meal, but it’s a pretty nice place to have a drink! Like RSLs, Bowling Clubs etc, if you live outside of a 5 km radius, then you’re more than welcome to come in, but if you’re from within those 5kms, then you’ll have to become a member (mucho $$$) or be signed in by one. I happen to live about 5mins walk away, and although I walk quite quickly, I’m definitely within that radius. Thankfully, due to my UK driver’s licence, I am well outside that 5 km! Can everyone say «loophole»?
The bar itself is pretty well stocked and having a seat in the sun listening to the water lap against the sea wall is pretty pleasant experience. Although being surrounded by the expensive yachts can induce a touch of envy! No matter, my sailing ability is limited to drinking on a boat anyway, so I’d only hurt one of those monster boats!
So if you live outside 5 km or have a foreign licence, go check it out!

What better way to spend a Sunday summer’s arvo than next to the water, surrounded by multi millions dollar yachts… swilling white wine and gorging on fresh seafood? This is as close to the boating action you can possibly get without being on one, and it’s where the Sydney to Hobart kicks off so it’s the place to be seen in yachting circles. You couldn’t possibly go past the seafood bowl $ 24 — battered John Dory, crumbed calamari, tempura prawns, lemon and tartare sauce. Okay, so it’s essentially a fisherman’s basket served in a bowl but it kinda goes with the coastal territory. If you like getting your hands dirty or fruits of the mare just aren’t your thing, go the full rack of twice cooked pork ribs in smoked hickory sauce. Wednesday Schnitzel Night and Barra Mondays if you decide you really can’t stay away from the joint. You can dine in the restaurant, but you’ll miss out on all the shenanigans going down on the deck… especially after 5pm. Jugs of rum and coke are the preferred poison for hardcore sailors after a day slogging it out in the elements. And with rum comes high jinks. Bring it.