The Kyneton Hotel

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Located on historic Mollison Street Kyneton, The Kyneton Hotel is a popular pub open seven days a week.

With amazing head chef Tim Austin you can enjoy pub fair, with a bit of flair and an ever changing menu. There’s also a dog friendly beer garden, sports bar and TAB.

We have 8 beer taps in total – 3 permanent taps comprised of the classics Carlton Draught & Coopers and 5 rotating craft beer taps, changing frequently. Expect the unexpected with a variety of local & imported beers, ciders & alcoholic ginger beers!

You’ll also discover a well thought out wine list inclusive of regional & interstate wines and plenty of ‘by the glass’ options.

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The Kyneton Hotel history

In 1868 a pioneering publican named Jane Murphy, risked all the capital she had raised as the licensee of the nearby Rising Sun Hotel to purchase land and arrange tenders for a hotel to be built on the corner of Mollison and Market Streets, where it still stands today.

It was the 16th of September 1869 when the hotel first opened to the locals and passing goldfield prospectors.

Little more than 7 months later, in early June of 1870, a 16-year-old lad was invited to stay for 10 days and 9 nights, paid for by the local police following a court order.

The young man duly accepted the invitation. He surely appreciated the warmth of fresh sheets and blankets and a room with windows to bring in the light which when compared to the dark, cold and dreary bluestone cells where he was incarcerated for the previous 3 weeks must have seemed like heaven.

His name…

Ned Kelly.

New publican Jane Murphy soon gained the respect of the public, providing some of the towns finest ale’s, substantial and wholesome food, and warm country hospitality.

Over the past century and a half, the hotel has featured as a meeting place for family and friends and lays claim to hosting meetings for almost all sporting and other community associations over the past century.

Since Jane Murphy’s time there have been many new publicans come and go, many an ale has been swilled, many travellers have rested their eyes, and many bellies have been filled.