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THE HUBERTUSHOf »SPIRIT«

WE LOVE PEOPLE WHO LOVE PEOPLE & THE GOOD LIFE.

World traveller, globetrotter, art collector, bon vivant, colourful birds, fearnoughts, whether royal & sophisticated, smart & sovereign, quirky, whimsical or subtle, billionairess or chauffeur, sea lover, whiskey drinker, rugby player …

We have an open ear & heart for everyone, that’s how we are at Hubertushof – if you don’t take yourself too seriously, all the better. No matter where you come from or how you present yourself to the outside world. If you don’t hurt anyone, you can definitely do one thing at Hubertushof: be yourself and be a little different – just like us.

We, that is a family with colourful roots – Carinthian, but paired with Irish-English, Styrian-Burgenland, Bohemian-Viennese influences & branches to Italy, France, South Africa & Australia.

A family with colourful biographies across the hotel industry, Lufthanseatentum, landscape planning & architecture, agricultural education, graphic design, ethnology & ecological marketing. Travelling the world with enthusiasm for many big & small passions that make the world more exciting, more bizarre, more complex, more exhausting, but also so much more beautiful.

And because authenticity always feels best and we see a hotel as much more than a house with rooms, beds and interchangeable staff, we try to bring all our passions, diverse views on life and feelings to life here at Hubertushof. Hopefully, you can feel that in this place and in the people who work here; hopefully, that feels good for everyone who visits this place – even if it is perhaps a little different.

 

 

Hubertushof Tilde

THE LITTLE »GRAND« HOTEL

OF FAMILY KENNEY

 

~ family run since 1914

 

~ own PRIVATE BEACH

 

~ SLOW FOOD GAULT MILLAU garden restaurant

 

~ WINEBAR & BISTRO »Living Room«

 

~ PARKING directly at the Hotel

 

~ FIBER GLASS WIFI

 

~ EARLY COFFEE & TEA for morning swimmers

 

~ accompany the FISHERMAN during morning FISHING

 

~ Hotel E-BOAT RIDE

 

~ WINE TASTING in the old wine cellar