Best 24 Real Estate Agents In Tahmoor [2024]

Which Real Estate Agent's Best Tahmoor Agents

Good agent selection means you increase your chances dramatically of a higher property price and an easy, quick sale. We can calculate a shortlist of top agents through our agent comparison tool.

To start selling, it's best to speak with a top-performing local real estate agent who has experience with properties like yours and can work well with you.

A suitable agent should be focused on selling property near yours (bonus for the same street!), experienced at selling property like yours, have a strong history of successful negotiations, and possess a personality that works well with potential buyers and yourself. Most agents have a particular focus, e.g. units within a certain area, price bracket, and a ranking within their agency. We do everything we can to identify these agents for you.

What To Pay Your Tahmoor Agent

The lowest fee should not be your top requirement in an agent. Rather, you should look for agents that can strongly back up their fee structure and commission rate.

An agent with a strong sales background in selling quickly and for a higher price will often cover their fee and more. Receive a shortlist of top agents in the local Tahmoor area from our agent comparison tool to sell confidently.

Tahmoor is one of the more expensive suburbs in Australia when it comes to real estate agent commission rates. Experience has shown us that real estate agent commission rates in Tahmoor average around 3%.

Compared to other areas in Australia, the commission rate in Tahmoor is higher - remember that you can negotiate with your real estate agent about their fees and commissions, as well as inclusions on marketing fees.

Use the real estate agent fee calculator below to determine how much it may cost to sell your property in New South Wales. Amounts calculated include 10% GST, but exclude other costs an agent may charge such as advertising and marketing.

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Tahmoor Suburb Overview

Tahmoor is a small town in the Macarthur Region of New South Wales, Australia, in Wollondilly Shire.

Tahmoor is in the lands of the Tharawal and Gundungurra peoples.

Originally named Myrtle Creek, it was a farming area on the Great Southern Road, later named the Hume Highway.

When the new Main Southern Railway line opened in 1919, it included a railway station named Tahmoor. This name was contested by a local businessman, who wished to establish a town called Bronzewing Park, but his claim was rejected. The town had recently been named “Tahmoor”, a local Aboriginal word for the Common Bronzewing, a native pigeon often seen in the area.

The Bargo River passes just south of the town;the Bargo River Crossing on the Great South Road was so notoriously difficult for travellers, causing many delays and accidents, that it has even passed into Australian folklore, in the form of the song Stringybark and Greenhide

If you travel on the road, and chance to stick in Bargo;To avoid a bad capsize, you must unload your cargo;For to pull a dray about, I do not see the force on;Take a bit of green hide, and hook another horse on.

The uncleared scrub on the opposite bank was known as the Bargo Brush, and was much feared as the haunt of escaped convicts turned bushranger. The road through the Bargo Brush was often all but impassible, as this letter of 1861 attests

I have just travelled through the Bargo Brush, on the Great Southern Road, but such a road, I unhesitatingly say, never existed in any other civilised or uncivilised part of the world. Dr. Leichhardt met with nothing like it on his overland journey to Port Essington;nor did Bruce, in his travels in Abyssinia;nor did Mungo Park, or Dr. Livingstone, in their travels in the interior of Africa.

To give any thing like a graphic description of the state of the road would be impossible. For about twenty miles it is a succession of pits and bogs, and holes of every kind, and in order to prevent the escape of any of the unfortunate travellers into the bush, a ditch has been cut on both sides of the road, so that they are as well secured as they would be on a treadmill. Every thing that nature and art could do to render a road impassable and dangerous, has been done on the Great Southern Road. Although I have had two days rest since I returned home, I still feel appalled at the dangers I have encountered, and most grateful to Providence for my preservation of both life and limb. My friend and I, who travelled together in a gig determined that we would spare no time or pains in exploring – so as to perform – the getting through this slough of pits and bogs, without breaking a bone of man or beast, or the shafts or springs of our gig. For this purpose one led the horse and the other walked ‘ before, to explore and take soundings of the pits, bogs, &c.

At times we were fairly brought to a stand-still, on account of the almost unfathomable holes, and the great number of drays, &c, deeply embedded in the slough. The poor carriers appeared to be at their wits’ end. I have never seen such a fine set of strong, healthy fellows so dead beat as were the carriers on this road. And I shall never forget their kindness in assisting us in our difficulties. But for I them our horse and gig would have become a wreck on the Great Southern Road, and, probably, little more than the whip would have been visible to act as a beacon to warn travellers not to approach it. On, one occasion, when we had got deeply bogged, I asked a man, who was at the time hard at work with a spade digging his dray out of a bog, to come and as assist us. He immediately came, and also another man, with whose help we saved the life of our horse. Twice our horse got bogged up to the belly, notwithstanding the utmost precautions we could use, and on one occasion broke a shaft, which we had to splice in the best we could with the reins, some straps, and saplings. One of the mail-driven told us that one of his wheelers had sunk to the hips, and was I with difficulty drawn out by the remainder of the team. He said he had been twenty-two hours in coming thirty-two miles, and that nothing should induce him to continue driving by night on such a dangerous road.

Is not this a case for Government interference

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