Yarram Wet & Wild – The best Fish n Chips

Port Albert, Vic

Day 4 Tuesday 25/11/2025 Yarram, sunny, breezy 12 – 22

The rest of our crew should arrive today. In the meantime, we take a drive down to Reeves Beach to see what the campground there is like. The road in is narrow, wet and the camping area is more of a rough fisherman’s camp.

Returning via Tarraville and Port Albert we’re lured into Port Albert Fish & Chip Co, the famously good fish and chip café at the end of the Port Albert wharf. The wind outside is blowing a fierce westerly and even the seagulls are hunkered down against it and probably tired from flying backwards. The lunch is delicious. Big pieces of perfectly cooked and juicy flake (shark) and flattie tails (flathead is a local specialty). From the window we have a view of fishing boats, the low tide and shallow water on the inlet, and the distant islands.

Our lunch view of Port Albert wharf

And here is Port Albert from an earlier trip.

Port Albert has a colourful history as it was from here that the gold that was mined in Walhalla was shipped to Melbourne. Walhalla is roughly 120kms north of Port Albert and tucked into the mountains of the Great Dividing Range. These days both towns have more tourists than residents, but it was a different story in the nineteenth century when gold was plentiful.

Back at camp we have a full quota now, except for Silicon and Crafty M. Their jeep broke down halfway here with a sensor problem, sadly they had to be towed home. Gosh, we know what that feels like. I only hope they’ve forgotten that we were the ones who told them to buy a Jeep!

We have a noisy happy hour in the outdoor camp kitchen and cook chicken schnitzels on the BBQ. But before we even think about bed, poor old Richo earns himself the nickname of ‘Tumbles’ when his chair collapses under him and he ends up in a most unflattering heap on the concrete floor.

Accom: $37.50

Port Albert on Corner Inlet with its many islands (Map Source: Microsoft Bing)

17 thoughts on “Yarram Wet & Wild – The best Fish n Chips

  1. I have many happy memories of Port Albert as a child. My grandparents lived there. It’s where I learnt to swim and also learnt lots about fishing. And of course there were always fish’n’chips if we didn’t manage to catch dinner. Cheers

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  2. Now hold on there, partner—this sounds downright heavenly, and I tip my cap to that windswept wharf feast… but an American raised on proper British-style fish and chips might just stir the pot a tad. 😄

    Flake and flattie tails? Mighty fine, I’m sure—but give me that thick-cut cod, wrapped in paper, steaming like a foggy London morning, and we’ll have ourselves a friendly international showdown at the fryer.

    That said—you painted it so vivid I could taste the salt in the हवा. Keep writing like this… you’ve got folks halfway across the world ready to grab a fork and argue with a smile. 🎣💥

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    1. Ha, each to his own I must say and the British version wouldn’t hold up in this neck of the woods. It’s all about light crispy batter coating a strong firm fish. Here in Melbourne, Victoria that fish is most often shark (flake) as I think we are addicted to the strong flavour of the high mercury levels in shark. In Adelaide in South Australia, the preference is for the King George whiting, a truly delectable fish. And I mustn’t forget that up in the tropics in Broome the wild Barramundi is superb. It must be wild though, not those contented one from the fish farms. Have a good one!

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      1. Before I concede my ignorance to a true Aussie F&C connoisseur, I’m going to have to put my malt vinegar to the test. Not that I am doubting your street credit, but I may just have to travel down there and try these pretenders myself.

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