When I write this blog I keep finding myself trying to find a balance between letting you know what’s going on in my life and telling the random stories I would tell you if I could tell you in person. I’ve decided that for this posting I’m going to let you know what I’ve been up to lately to compliment the random stories I’ve been focusing on because...it’s all about balance.
The weekend before last I went to the Wacky Wine Weekend in Robertson with my supervisor’s sons and some of their friends. Robertson is a small town Northeast-ish of where I’m staying. Friday night we hung out at my supervisor’s eldest son’s house, hung out and had a braai. Then we stayed at a friend’s farm just outside of Robertson on Saturday night and braaied some more ‘cause that’s what South Africans do :-)
I am now going to list off vineyards that we went to even though you probably won’t know them, but this is really just so I will remember in the future. So, we went to Bon Courage Estate, De Wetshof Estate, Excelsior Estate, Graham Beck Wines, Montagne Cheese & Wine Shop, Rietvallei Wine Estate, Rooiberg, and Van Loveren. All of those and we didn’t even cover a quarter of the vineyards participating.
I came home with 4 bottles of wine…one of which I invented with new BFF. At Excelsior Estate you have the opportunity to blend, bottle and label your own wine. They had barrels of Cabernet Sauvignon, Merlot and Shiraz and let you test out different combinations of them to come up with your very own blend…Wow! Ours was 60% Merlot, 40% Shiraz and 100% Delicious. It was really interesting to see how they cork and package the wine. However, I was most excited to do the Cabernet Wine Dive at Roodezandt Wines & Vineyards. Unfortunately, you can only go swimming in red wine for diamonds on Saturday, which we didn’t realize until Sunday morning.
Then last weekend I went rock climbing with guy-who-flipped-me-upside-down-at-sokkie (from now on known as SG unless I come up with something better) and some of his friends in Montagu (near Robertson). I had my first rock climbing experience on Saturday when I climbed up a route that was 15 (i.e. not very) in difficulty if that means anything to you. It was really fun…especially when I got to go down and jump against the rock. I don’t know if I’ll take it up permanently, but I would call my first attempt a success! I attempted to do another route on Sunday, but I didn’t make it very far before falling off. My excuse is that I wasn’t feeling motivated enough; I didn’t have the desire for the top so much as the desire for a nap.
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Wine, to me, always tastes like someone has dropped mouthwash into a bottle of grape juice.
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As for mountain climbing, I have a story that's a full post's worth of stuff.
By the way, what's BFF again... It's either boy friend something or best friend something, but what ...
Wine used to taste like that to me, too, but the more different kinds you try you realize that they don't all taste terrible :P I think it's one of those acquired taste thingies. I look forward to reading about your rock climbing story! And BFF is best friend forever :P
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