Happy 2017 guys! I’m going to start off the year with a short tale of a piece of art I saw last year. One that’s stuck with me, lodged in my mind. It contained what to me is a rare combination … Continue reading Collisions in Melbourne: Art that stuck in my head
A few weeks back we took a road trip around the Margaret River wine region in Western Australia. AKA glutton’s paradise. Seriously.
If your idea of fun is bouncing from winery to brewery to cheesery, by way of beautiful beaches, cute lighthouses, and pretty forests packed with wildflowers and wildlife, this is your place.
It’s definitely our place.
If you’re wondering what happened to China (industrial waste, mostly) I thought I’d spare you an unending torrent of China posts by going off the chronological rails a little. I haven’t given up on China, but I’ll be punctuating tales from the world’s loudest nation with some other bits and pieces.
We had such a brilliant time stuffing our faces and soaking up nature in Margaret River, so sharing this trip seemed perfect for the first China palate cleanser. Enjoy!
Day 1 — A crafty vineyard and beer by the bay
Our first stop on the glutton’s trail was Vineyard 28, just off the Forrest Highway, about half way between Mandurah and Bunbury. We were drawn in by the promise of quilts (I’m into quilting), but really we were there to taste some wine. Which scared the pants off me.
I was genuinely really nervous. But it was totally worth it. The owners at Vineyard 28 were very friendly and didn’t make me feel silly at all. I’ve only been wine tasting a couple of times, and only ever in French, which makes it much less scary. It’s less embarrassing for me to be bad at French, thus hiding my complete absence of wine knowledge, than to obviously be bad at wine.
Anyway we had a lovely time admiring the wine, the home made quilts for sale, and the view onto the vineyard, and chatting about wildfires, climate change and Burmese politics. We’re supposed to be traveling on a strict budget, but we caved (is that a pun?) and bought two bottles of wine. It was really good. When in Rome… Continue reading “Margaret River Roadtrip: wine, wildflowers and woodsmoke (also beer)”