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General

Look no further … this is your chance to experience the ultimate beach house in Phillip Island.

Privacy. Relaxation. Luxury. Escape to an exclusive ‘secret’ beachfront haven to leave you revitalized and relaxed.

Whether it’s a romantic escape for two, work function / event, girl’s weekend, boys ultimate fishing trip or a fun and action packed family holiday – ideal for 1 to 3 families … Silverdreams, just over an hours drive from Melbourne has become one of Stayz’ new popular holiday destinations in Phillip Island Victoria Australia. This executive beach house will definitely ‘tick all the boxes’.

Introducing a magnificent exclusive hidden retreat nestled in native Australian bush with your very own private path to the sandy famous ‘Silverleaves’ quiet beach (under 20 metres). With stunning bay views, this property is for the holiday maker who appreciates the highest level of facilities and attention to detail. Used by business people, executives, VIP’s and families who demand the very best in quality, standards and comfort. What are you waiting for? This is one of Phillip Islands’ Most Exclusive Beach Holiday Locations. Book your stay now!

Learn to surf at nearby surf beaches or walk out the back door and try your hand at kayaking, snorkelling, waterskiing, wakeboarding, fishing or golf. If relaxation is on the menu … enjoy sun baking in privacy on a quiet secluded beach.

Early check in and late check out is also available at no additional cost (pending next incoming guests). Don’t you just hate packing up early on check out and rushing out to meet that 10 am deadline? We do. So that’s why we have a late check out. Please let us know if you require this option.

Check-in time

From 2:00pm (note: early check in may be available – please ask prior to arrival).

Check-out time

Until 10:00am (please request a late check out if available).

Cancellation / Prepayment

Deposit is Non Refundable should the booking be cancelled.

Pets

Pets are not permitted.

Facilities

  • Access to secluded Silverleaves beach -just under 20 meters
  • Additional floor level lounge room can even sleep another 2
  • All linen and towels supplied
  • Bedroom 1 - queen with full en-suite
  • Bedroom 2 - queen with full en-suite
  • Bedroom 3 - queen
  • Bedroom 4 - 2 double bunks (sleeps 4)
  • Boat parking available on site. Located just a short drive from the Rhyll boat ramp
  • Designed over two levels
  • Dishwasher,washing machine, iron, ironing board, drying room and washing line
  • Ducted vacuum system
  • Fishing, snorkeling and floundering gear (just supply your own bait)
  • Full entertainment system - 2 X 55" tv's
  • Games room including play-station, Xbox and 55" tv
  • Gas log fire
  • High ceilings and full length windows
  • Kayak and beach gear (boogie boards / chairs / umbrella) provided
  • Large open plan kitchen
  • Native Australian bush gardens
  • Near a dead end street - ideal for those kids' activities, cricket matches, bike riding and bush walks in parkland nearby
  • Outdoor BBQ
  • Outdoor hot water shower - great after a day out on the beach
  • Porta cot (X1) available (no linen supplied)
  • Private boat mooring - conditions apply (if you have your own boat please ask us)
  • Push-bikes with helmets (2 adults, 2 junior and 2 small children)
  • Reading room overlooking the western port bay with over 200+ books
  • Reverse cycle air conditioners
  • Silverleaves beach is perfect for water skiing, fishing and other water sports
  • Spacious exclusive cinema room with complimentary DVDs and VHS movies
  • Spacious outdoor areas
  • This house easily accommodates 6 to 10, it's also perfect for a girls' weekend away or that ultimate fishing trip for the boys
  • Three bathrooms with full laundry facilities

Australia

Australia

Far far away, behind the word mountains, far from the countries Vokalia and Consonantia, there live the blind texts. Separated they live in Bookmarksgrove right at the coast of the Semantics, a large language ocean. A small river named Duden flows by their place and supplies it with the necessary regelialia. It is a paradisematic country, in which roasted parts of sentences fly into your mouth.

Even the all-powerful Pointing has no control about the blind texts it is an almost unorthographic life One day however a small line of blind text by the name of Lorem Ipsum decided to leave for the far World of Grammar. The Big Oxmox advised her not to do so, because there were thousands of bad Commas, wild Question Marks and devious Semikoli, but the Little Blind Text didn’t listen. She packed her seven versalia, put her initial into the belt and made herself on the way. When she reached the first hills of the Italic Mountains, she had a last view back on the skyline of her hometown Bookmarksgrove, the headline of Alphabet Village and the subline of her own road, the Line Lane. Pityful a rethoric question ran over her cheek.

Sports and nature

Sports and natureOne morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams, he found himself transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin. He lay on his armour-like back, and if he lifted his head a little he could see his brown belly, slightly domed and divided by arches into stiff sections. The bedding was hardly able to cover it and seemed ready to slide off any moment. His many legs, pitifully thin compared with the size of the rest of him, waved about helplessly as he looked. "What's happened to me?" he thought. It wasn't a dream. His room, a proper human room although a little too small, lay peacefully between its four familiar walls. A collection of textile samples lay spread out on the table - Samsa was a travelling salesman - and above it there hung a picture that he had recently cut out of an illustrated magazine and housed in a nice, gilded frame. It showed a lady fitted out with a fur hat and fur boa who sat upright, raising a heavy fur muff that covered the whole of her lower arm towards the viewer. Gregor then turned to look out the window at the dull weather.

Nightlife

NightlifeOne morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams, he found himself transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin. He lay on his armour-like back, and if he lifted his head a little he could see his brown belly, slightly domed and divided by arches into stiff sections. The bedding was hardly able to cover it and seemed ready to slide off any moment. His many legs, pitifully thin compared with the size of the rest of him, waved about helplessly as he looked. "What's happened to me?" he thought. It wasn't a dream. His room, a proper human room although a little too small, lay peacefully between its four familiar walls. A collection of textile samples lay spread out on the table - Samsa was a travelling salesman - and above it there hung a picture that he had recently cut out of an illustrated magazine and housed in a nice, gilded frame. It showed a lady fitted out with a fur hat and fur boa who sat upright, raising a heavy fur muff that covered the whole of her lower arm towards the viewer. Gregor then turned to look out the window at the dull weather.

Culture & history

Culture & historyOne morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams, he found himself transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin. He lay on his armour-like back, and if he lifted his head a little he could see his brown belly, slightly domed and divided by arches into stiff sections. The bedding was hardly able to cover it and seemed ready to slide off any moment. His many legs, pitifully thin compared with the size of the rest of him, waved about helplessly as he looked. "What's happened to me?" he thought. It wasn't a dream. His room, a proper human room although a little too small, lay peacefully between its four familiar walls. A collection of textile samples lay spread out on the table - Samsa was a travelling salesman - and above it there hung a picture that he had recently cut out of an illustrated magazine and housed in a nice, gilded frame. It showed a lady fitted out with a fur hat and fur boa who sat upright, raising a heavy fur muff that covered the whole of her lower arm towards the viewer. Gregor then turned to look out the window at the dull weather.
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