23/08/2026
A Story of Second Chances 🐑🌿
Every Tasmanian farm has a story. Ours begins, rather improbably, with a stolen sheep and a long journey on a square rig ship.
In 1823, John West Turvey arrived in Van Diemen's Land as a transported convict after stealing a sheep in Kent. What began as an act of desperation to feed his family became a journey to the other side of the world, where his future must have seemed unimaginably bleak.
Yet seven years later, when his sentence ended, he didn't leave. Sitting on the shores of a mysterious land at the bottom of the world, something had changed. This place had made friends with him. The deep gullies, the strange birds and animals, the crystal-clear skies and the unfamiliar pattern of stars that fill the southern night had become home.
John worked the farms around Prosser Plains, helped build the Buckland Church, married, raised a family and bought land of his own. Then, in 1874, his son Frank arrived at Twamley Farm and the rest, as they say, is history.
For six generations, the Turvey family have traipsed the length and breadth of Twamley, named the hills and gullies and creeks, and after a hard day of work sat on the verandah of the homestead, gazing at the familiar skyline, the sheep grazing on the paddocks below and watching the sun dip behind the nearby hills.
In this disrupted world, Twamley wraps us in a time unchanged where we walk the same footsteps as those before us.
Like many farming families, we've weathered droughts, fluctuating markets and changing times. But we began asking ourselves a simple question: Could Twamley Farm be more than just farming?
The shift begins long before you arrive at the homestead. As you leave the highway behind and turn onto the gravel road leading into Twamley Farm, the pace slows, the noise fades and you're gently transported to a simpler time — one shaped by the rhythms of farming, nature and genuine hospitality. Perhaps that's the real story of Twamley Farm. A place of belonging. A place where time slows, where the footsteps of generations remain, and where a family once given a second chance now has the privilege of sharing that place with others.
