Ross Female Factory — Attraction in Ross

This is not like a lot of other historical penal sites in Tasmania, it's unmanned and minimalist. But that doesn't make it any less informative or mean it provides any less to the broader understanding of the convict experience.

It is a single building, which introduces the site as it was used through time. From the earliest times in the transportation period through it's time as a female factory then a police department and private residence and finally it's current incarnation. People and experiences are introduced.

The aspect of this site I appreciate the most is the open field, the choice to not try and rebuild the site. It just feels different. There is a lot of reading here. Not much for young people. This is more for those looking for more information on the female experience. It's heavy.

Please, please don't come here if you have an issue with childloss.

Entry is free but donations can be left at The Tasmanian...

I fear myself a threat maker When I tell my wife of the female factory Where females were manufactured To breed Learned in the ways of becoming a genteel wife Needle work and thread Knotting shuttle and knitting sheath Brass thimbles Beads and wire Less than middling women at greater than middling efforts Millinery and mantua making The essential quintessential femininely business A wife to be made Bearer of children And. Sadly - Not much else

"Send my love to my sister In the female factory Remind her of the day when we drank wine." The Slant...

It is a solemn place, the story of the suffering that went on in the factory can be followed through the well placed information plaques scattered around the field and within the heritage building that remains. There are some displays of the the factory's layout within; along with some historic paraphernalia displayed in boxes of the items used in that time period.

I recommend this place to couples and history fanatics. Not recommended to bring kids, they won't appreciate the lore of the attraction and there are snakes...