
Out of the Whitsundays’ seventy four islands, a mere eight are inhabited and the Northern most is Hayman Island, our third and final stop on our Whitsundays tour. Made famous recently by the devastation by two cyclones, the island had to be revamped, replanted, replenished and rebuffed. Enter the likes of Jamie Durie who was called in to tend to the gardens (and apparently he has expensive taste and required the buying up of thousands of exotic plants and clearing out exotic plant nurseries!). Reopened, slick and glowing at the beginning of August this year, we were curious to see what it was like.


We start our journey to Hayman by seaplane with Air Whitsundays where the seaplanes can go on both water and then land using their wheels. The flight to Hayman is only 10 minutes long as compared to 40 minutes by boat and we fly over water that turns from turquoise to the brightest blue passing other islands like South Molle and Hook island on the right.

And while I was mentally preparing to get on a dinghy the plane lands on the water with a small burst of foam before climbing up the ramp and depositing us dry and surprised on Hayman Island. Oh yes that deserved a round of applause and a happy dance ![]()


Our luggage gets whisked away (I just love it darlings when they deal with it for you) and we take the golf buggy ride to the main area where we check in. My first thought is that it the design and weather reminds me of one of those lovely resorts in Asia where they seem to strike the right atmosphere.


We have a pool room as this is the entry level of room so named because it faces the pool. The room is small, you can’t argue that, but it’s nicely furnished and I like the open plan bathroom and how the bath looks onto the bedroom which looks onto the pool. The design flows nicely.


I shower and dress for dinner in a nanosecond (I have to say that shower recess is small and you do end up wetting the floor outside) and we reconvene and walk to the bar where we have pre dinner champagne before being told of our special treat that evening. We are to dine at the Chef’s Table adjacent to the kitchen. Hayman Island is known for its food with a focus on fine dining eschewing resort style buffets that bloat with the best intentions. Here chef Glenn Bacon (yes with a name like that he really did have to become a chef) turns out exquisite portions in a kitchen that is apparently the second largest in the southern hemisphere, second only to Crown Casino.

We make our way to the kitchen via a small entrance clearly not made for guests. It feels a little bit hidden and exciting and we walk through the Fontaine kitchen named after the hotel’s main restaurant. There are chandeliers sparkling in the distance and an enormous table is set up for us. We are dining in the area of the Grand Manger room and the butchery although Glenn points out that “not all butchers have a grand piano.”

The menu has a little description of the concept for the evening. It tells us that the chef’s table originated in Europe in the 18th century when chefs would serve patrons dishes not normally available on the menu. And on tonight’s menu there are some dishes that are only available through the chef’s table (including a sublime strawberry dessert, but I’m getting ahead of myself there!).

Chef Glenn Bacon
The chef’s table experience happens once a week and needs to be booked ahead of time but for more spur of the moment requests there is also the chef’s bench experience which is a fourteen course dinner that can accommodate two people.

Table setting that includes tweezers












































