Port of Melbourne Corporation - Port Operations

Port Operations

The Port of Melbourne Corporation administers the Yarra River downstream of Bolte Bridge, and operates several wharfs and piers on the Yarra River and Port Melbourne that comprise the Port of Melbourne. The Port of Melbourne is Australia's largest container and general cargo port, handling around 37% of the nation's container trade. More than forty shipping lines, make around 3100 ship calls a year to Melbourne, providing services to ports in all major parts of the world. The port is at the north of Port Phillip Bay. It is serviced by more than 100 nautical miles of shipping channels and fairways between the Port Phillip Heads and the berths on the Yarra River, at Williamstown and Station Pier, Port Melbourne.

With more than 3100 commercial ship calls each year at the port, Melbourne provides access to more than 300 ports of call across the globe. In 2009-10, the ten main containerised commodity exports, in decreasing quantity, were: miscellaneous manufactures, cereal grains, beverages, dairy products, fruit & vegetables, paperboards & fibreboards, pulp & wastepaper, timber, stockfeed, paper & newsprint. In 2009-10, the ten main containerised commodity imports, in decreasing quantity, were: miscellaneous manufactures, furniture, electrical equipment, paper & newsprint, fruit & vegetables, machinery, clothing, vehicle parts, metal manufactures, rubber manufactures.

The Port of Melbourne posted record trade in October and November 2011. Total trade through the Port of Melbourne grew 7.3% over the same period in 2011 setting a monthly record of 7.81 million revenue tonnes.

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