Boomer Island, Image by Sharka Todd

A Real Life Super-Villain’s Fortress In Tasmania

Egad and curses! I never got any photos of it myself, even though the whole reason I know about this thing is that I drove past it and went “What the actual f***!?

The place is on Boomer Island, in Boomer Bay, Tasmania, and I hope that the owner, one Mr. Gunter Jaeger, does not take offence at being referred to as a “Super Villain”, but given the context … I mean come on.

This is cool. This is ridiculously cool.

I mean, just look at it.

Not moody enough for you? Try it in context, waaay off in the distance …

… mhmm?

Yes ok, the structure is sinfully ugly in some ways, but that’s not the point. The point is the way it sits out there in the open. The point is the way it looms and lurks out from behind the hills and over the ocean.

The point is that it’s a castle. The point is that it’s on a private island.

The point is how it looks on a satellite view …

It’s hexagonal. For gods’ sakes it’s hexagonal!

And it was supposed to have turrets on its vertexes, but hit planning issues!

“Robot sentries are mounted here. They are fire-proof and made out of case-hardened tungsten and titanium, capable of firing hyper-velocity depleted uranium shells at 8,000 rounds per minute.”

So we won’t be going that way, Commander?”

No. We will sneak in via the sewers. Which brings us to the patrolling submarine drones …”

Who built it? Who is Herr Jaeger?

Gunter Jaeger. The guy’s name is Gunter M*********ing Jaeger. Jaeger even means Hunter in German. If he’s not a Super-Villain already then somebody needs to damn well employ him to be their Super-Villain representative. Maybe that’s how he made his cash?

He is difficult to find out anything about – the normal search engines have failed me. Is the man even still alive? Who knows? (Hey if you do know, please tell us!)

Anyway. He was the owner of the historic Hope & Anchor pub in Hobart until 2014, at least we know that much …

So go there, drink some and ask somebody. Maybe he’ll even drop in if he’s around and not shooting down satellites …

[Featured image by Sharka Todd. Satellite imagery (c) Google Earth. All other images, click through for attributions.]

26 thoughts on “A Real Life Super-Villain’s Fortress In Tasmania”

    1. I saw some chocolate vans leaving the premises, and strange little green men in orange wigs. My bet is Willh Wonker lives !

  1. Love your commentary of this awesome place. We also drove right past it on the way to Port Arthur and thhought ‘WTF is this place out there on an island’
    Thanks for the info. Loved reading it and yes Despicable me comes to mind. ?

  2. That’s freakin hillareous We also drove past it even tried to find our Way in lucky we couldn’t get in. Yep we also thought what the ****. Thanks for the heads up we’re going back to the hope n anchor to ask questions

  3. Thanks for all your great comments!
    Happy to be of help and glad you liked the write-up! 🙂 Anything you find out do please add here, or email me at jon@jonswordsholdsworth.com and I’ll add it (and credit you, of course)!

    Btw my apols for late approval of comments. I’ve just been so busy with the novel IMPASSE DAY and with life in general. I’ll try and service this blog more regularly in future!

  4. I live 45 minutes from it.would love to know if he would show you through.you enter the driveway from Marion bay.will ask some locals

  5. I believe I saw this being built while leading a Tasmanian tour a few years ago, then when on another trip in November of 2018 we saw the finished product.

    To blow the case open I’m going to set up business as a local plumber/electrician/dustbin man, and wait for the call. 😉

  6. The whole mystery of this place & it’s owner is killing me!!! How does someone rich enough to build this not have a digital footprint?! How does no one know anything about this place or it’s owner?! What’s inside? Does anyone live there? I did see drone footage on YouTube but it raises way more questions than answers! 🙁

  7. Twelve years ago Vladimir Menshikov (“Vlad”) was a deep cover operative working at the highest levels of secrecy for the CIA, respected and revered for his stellar success rate and uncanny ability to zero in on the heart of any case.

    Vlad and his partner British MI6 agent, Maximmillian Shaw(“Max”), were hot on the trail of Russian arms dealer, Zhenya Petrovich who was suspected of negotiating the sale of nuclear and chemical weapons to Al-Qaeda terrorists. After months on the road and hours in close quarters, Vlad had come to trust Max with his life, but as they were tightening the noose on the suspected arms dealer in Kiev, Vlad realised, too late, that Max was actually in league with Zhenya, using his cover as an agent to mask and aid his underworld dealings.

    Vlad’s bullet-ridden body was delivered to a nearby hospital by a good Samaritan, the circumstances of his attack and even his identity only speculation.

    After almost a year in recovery, the new persona and name Vlad now Nick Carter crafted for himself was accepted and for all intents and purposes Vlad had indeed died in that alleyway months ago. Vlad’s fate was sealed when Max attributed his own transgressions to Vlad and labeled him a double agent. The CIA was told that Vlad had been taken by foreign operatives in retaliation for their betrayal, and was now presumed dead. Both the CIA and Max have an ongoing interest in confirming that fact.

    After Vlad/Nick’s recovery he made his way to Hong Kong where he had secreted money and passports in case of an emergency. After extensive plastic surgery, but still carrying a facial scar from one of Max’s bullets, Nick went underground to the one area of the world he felt he could be safe, and at the same time digitally track down his betrayer.

    An accomplished sailor and a definite free spirit, Nick purchased a sailboat, and began working his way south, as a retired American banker living out a lifelong fantasy. His ultimate goal, a Tasmanian island where a good friend, a wealthy petroleum oligarch, had recently built, a virtual castle, full of highly sophisticated communications to monitor his world wide business interests in complete secrecy. This is where Nick thought he would be safe….

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