the bottle house mining museum

The gentlemen had a great knowledge of the bottle collection. I thought at $10.00 a head it was a little expensive. Would have to have a passion for bottle collecting to really get value for money

In previous visits we have never been to the Bottle House, but this time our travelling companions wanted to go so we went along too. At $10 pp we thought, 'why not'. Wow, the old guy who owns it is a wealth of knowledge and knows what every thing does and where every piece came from. The house is filled with old stuff that he has collected over the years, ranging from old utensils, bikes, guns, bottles, cameras to rocks and fossils from around Australia. If you are interested in this type of stuff, it's definitely worth the visit. Was nice seeing things from our childhood and bringing back memories.But be warned, it really is just a house full of old stuff and 'junk' as many people would call it! In saying that, we both loved it and found it quite interesting.

The owner has such a fantastic collection and has so much knowledge to impart. A house made entirely of bottles and holding collections of all sorts, especially rocks. Well worth a look!

I imagined it to be bigger that it actually is, but then again, I was only 12 when I first visited the bottle house. It has an entry fee but I'm not sure what that entails as it really is tiny and after you walk in the door, you've seen just about all of it

At $10 entry this was well overpriced. It is tired, dirty and really just not that interesting. By all means have a look at the outside but don't waste your money to go in.

Walking into an empty unlocked house partly made out of old glass bottles, we were scared half to death when an old man appeared out of thin air to say ‘G’day’. Caught by surprise, us paranoid city-folk almost crapped our pants like it was happy hour in jail-town. He said he was the owner & lived in the caravan next door & was there to collect money for us entering his museum. I had a sore foot & said I had a disability but he didn’t believe me. Ten bucks is ten bucks he said.Normally I would’ve asked about the structure, how long it took to build, how much beer he had to drink etc…the usual polite small talk but I was too distracted by the thought of him looking like a creepy rapist to string together a coherent sentence & instead I just mumbled something like ‘this is good’. I admit it was pretty unusual to walk around the interior, it was warming up real good inside with the sun heating but damn you just wanna escape those flies outside. After visiting each room & glancing at old photos, rocks & mining paraphernalia we were done, we really didn’t want to leave but without aircon my dirty armpits were starting to smell & standing close to other dirty people made braving the flies outside a better alternative. I think it would be a great idea to setup some tables inside for visitors to sit around & enjoy a cool drink while admiring the handy work. It was ironic that for a place made-up of empty beer bottles you couldn’t buy one to enjoy or a buy something like a beer bottle can opener. I can imagine if the sun hit certain bottles at the right time the interior & reflecting light would look quite pretty. Without aircon in summer this place might be hard to stay long in, maybe put in a fan or turn it into a McDonalds. If there was free WiFi I’m sure more city tourists would stick around longer & take selfies on their phones to send to their friends via Facebook & Instagram, this place could blow up. The whole time I wondered what the whole thing was all about as it wasn’t obvious to us, it was just a mildly interesting house partly made out of bottles. I later learned that this was the site of a former miners camp where the blokes here drank a lot. In the end, its only ten bucks but when there’s five of you & you’re the one paying-it’s not really worth two cases of beer.