| The nice thing about taking photos for the website is that we get to go places that we really should avoid. Let me explain… We
decided to go into the We promised ourselves faithfully that we weren’t going to go wine tasting, however, and we DEFINITELY wouldn’t be adding to an already well stocked cellar. So much for promises… |
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| Yering
Farm, our first port of call (no pun intended), is situated on the site
of one of the first vineyards to be established in the Perhaps it
was the “country charm”; Jeff couldn’t help himself, he just HAD TO
see what wines were on offer. Having happily sampled his way through
three or four, he finally decided on the Chardonnay and the Oakridge is one of the larger wineries in the Valley. Owned in partnership with Evans & Tate, Oakridge produces wines that are popular both nationally and internationally. Offering a selection of reds and a couple of whites, it was the Rose that attracted Jeff’s attention. Having sampled everything on offer, and with all promises forgotten, we armed ourselves with a bottle of Rose and a Sauvignon Blanc and continued on our way. The next winery down the road is the “new kid on the block”. Dominique Portet opened their cellar door early in 2002, and although the main building is fully constructed and the interior is finished, the grounds are still a work in progress. The selection here is excellent, and this winery promises to rival the Valley’s best. Jeff tried everything on offer, insisting that the Cabernet Sauvignon was a “must have”. So, you guessed it, we left with even more bottles in the car than before!! Despite protests from the driver, Jeff absolutely refused to go into Eyton’s except to snap off a couple of quick shots. With the exception of DeBortoli’s winery, Eyton on Yarra would have to be the best of the ones we’ve visited so far. The Chardonnay is a real winner, but their red Cabernets blend is “heaven in a bottle”. It’s probably just as well we didn’t go in, the damage to the credit card would have been horrendous. From Eyton on Yarra we drove into Healesville for lunch. Healesville boasts two majestic old pubs and an interesting selection of food outlets that cater to the tourist trade. The bakery, just across the road from the Grand Hotel, is an excellent choice for lunch. The pies, pasties and sausage rolls are all very easy eating, but for a real treat, the cakes and pastries are difficult to beat. Armed with a pie and cream filled apple concoction each, Jeff and I decided to eat on one of the many benches on the footpath (sidewalk) and enjoy the sunshine. With lunch over we looked forward to a busy afternoon of wine-tasting…er…wine buying…um…photography??? First stop
after lunch saw us at The Oaks, another recent addition to the ever-growing
number of wineries in the Valley. The Oaks is a relatively small winery
owned by a delightful lady who thoroughly enjoys telling her guests
about her product. She offers two whites, a blend which has been called
“Deschamps” and a creamy Chardonnay, and two reds one a Cabernet
Sauvignon Merlot blend and a Allinda
is one of the ‘Small Wineries’ of the I suppose we
should have known it would be inevitable. Perhaps we should never have
tempted fate. But, what is a trip to the The
De Bortoli family own and run two wineries in As you can see from the photos, the buildings and grounds here are really special, and with the sunny day that we had it would have been easy to run off more than a couple of films. I was keen to get some shots of the interior, but unfortunately (as is usually the case at De Bortoli) there was a bus load of wine tourists in, and so it was fairly well crammed with people. But, with Jeff standing guard over the camera equipment (and stopping the tourists from walking over me), I managed to get a couple of shots. By this time, I was being given the “hurry on”. Someone (who shall remain nameless) wanted to taste the wares. Now, we already had a well stocked cellar, most of it De Bortoli wines. So you’d think that we couldn’t possibly need more…Silly me! I suppose, me being the ‘designated driver’ for the day was all the excuse he needed because by the time we left, another four bottles of red, two whites and half a dozen De Bortoli wine glasses had made their way into the back seat of the car. More than twenty bottles of wine – and half a dozen new wine glasses – later, and it was time to get home and have dinner. We now have an extremely well stocked wine collection which, unfortunately, is housed in cardboard cartons, stacked all over the house and garage, waiting for a certain “someone” to build the wine racks he keeps talking about….. |
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