A short trip to the Barossa and Eden Valley | Tuesday, April 10th, 2007
Driving up from Adelaide along the very scenic (and potentially dangerous!) Gorge road we bypassed the first turnoff the Williamstown and instead headed up via Sprintgon, Eden Valley and Kyneton to the Barossa Valley. Being early on Saturday morning we skipped Eden Valley Hotel and the Irvine Cellar Door, instead opting to make pilgrimage at Henschke a few kilometres out of Kyneton.
Being the Barossa Vintage Festival (to my surprise) the Henschke cellar door had some backvintages but little of the current releases we were here to taste. Regardless, due to exciting hype from good sources as well as other forums took the plunge on a few bottles of 04 and 94 Edelstone Shiraz as well as a couple of 94 Cyril Henschke blends. After visiting Henschke and seeing their open concrete vats full of fermenting grapes we took the Henschke cellar door map in hand we prayed to the ‘dirt road gods’ briefly before making our way to view the Hill of Grace vineyard. To my embarrasment I’ve never taken the trip out to Hill of Grace but it was worth it. Arriving at Hill of Grace and the (heavily phorographed) Gnadenfrei Church was mildly moving. I’m not a religious man but the well tended cemetry (of both recently and far departed friends), Lutheran ethic and plentiful parrots touched me. A short walk along the fenceline with a brief moment to reflect on the nearby ruins and broken dreams shows that it’s not been an easy path. A further short drive took us to the much larger Edelstone vineyard. Impressively old vines well tended and with seemingly good balance. Both vineyards when taking the time to walk around (not in) both teemed with life. It could be a result of Prue’s vineyard management, the warm Autumn or the relative isolation of both vineyards but set the day on the right foot.
On departing the Eden Valley we headed to the Barossa via Angaston. On passing the ex site of Barr Vinum I silently saluted - I hope something takes it place soon. A quick visit to the Barossa Cheese Company in Angaston for some dinner supplies and onto a long lunch at Vintners. Vintners Bar and Grill can be excellent - but it can also be disappointing. Today however, Peter was in the kitchen and the food was superb. Being Easter Saturday floor staff were minimal but everyone coped well and there weren’t many significant problems. A daily special dish of squab was cooked especially good - warmed through but exceptionally rare, bloody without being off putting - well done! It also seems the famous VBG fries have had the ‘herb’ seasoning toned down - a good move. Fries should be covered in salt - not some ‘texmex’ flavoured carnival sideshow (Cos Restaurant are you listening?).
After lunch, there was still time for a cellar door - nearby and on the way to the accomodation was Kaesler. Having never tried Kaesler’s wines I wasn’t sure what to expect. I was pleasantly surprised with a large, modern cellar door with Riedel stems and exceptional staff. The wines were one dimensional and not to my taste - 16% monsters at the end of a long day don’t mix. Perhaps I’m being unfair? I did however leave with one bottle of 04 Touriga Nacional fortified. In hindsight, the vanillan, sweet, oaky monster has little to do with the tannic, dark touriga nacional of Portual - but perhaps this is just how it grows in the Barossa?
A long soak in the bath at the excellent Peppers ‘The Louise’ was required after all that (excellent interior design!), along with some quiet birdwatching from the rear courtyard. Hours later the stomach was rumbling and time to move onto dinner and the recently purchased cheese. Sadly, none of the cheese consumed was made by Barossa Valley Cheese - they had run out of their excellent ’saint kitts’ and ‘baby bert’ on the time of our visit. However an excellent interational selection of well ripened cheese was in front of us - as well as the first bottle of 04 Henschke Edelstone Shiraz.
Henschke’s 04 Edelstone Shiraz is a deep red with a touch of dark purple on the edge. An intense nose of ripe red fruits some oak influence and little spice kick. No alcohol or VA is noticeable even on such a young shiraz - buxom in the best kind of sense! Sensational savoury multilayered red currant flavours a touch of creaminess and licorice. Seductive mouthfeel, impecable balance and firm but fine tannins. Ended up having far too much of this and other less memorable wines as I was to find out the following morning.
Waking up slightly fuzzy it was time for a walk. Off to Sandy Creek outside of Lyndoch. With binoculars, patience and the right time of day you’re bound to see honeyeaters (and perhaps a particularly lovely Eastern Spinebill) along with kangaroos and plenty of bull-ants. Make sure you check the ground before stopping - ouch!
Some unmemorable cellar doors (I should have made time for Burge Family, Torbreck and Charles Melton instead) and a simple lunch was just a prelude to dinner at Appellation. Mark McNamara was in the kitchen Easter Sunday cooking for guests. Clientele ranged from international visitors, locals for a big night out, guests in residence, food lovers and… well lets not go there. The wine list is very good with representation of more food friendly wines. 1999 Ravenau Chablis ‘Butteaux’ a delightful match for the generally elegant food from the kitchen. A fuller bodied 2002 AF Gros Vosne Romanée ‘Maizières’ finished the fuller red based dishes (with a particularly exceptional snapper in a sticky reduce red wine sauce). Australian wines were again well represented with sensitive choices and range intended to suit the food. Wine was handled expertly (by Bec - well done!) and ensured wines were served at ideal temperature. The white was decanted (after consultation) to great effect! Food was possibly too simple to be the experience it purports to be - but for those who can appreciate the simple handling of great produce Appellation is a great and reasonably priced destination for the quality and entire package ($110 for eight course chef menu pp - or $180 with matched Barossa and Eden Valley wine).
Monday arrived and it dawned on me the end of the weekend was near. It was time to head home, skip the other cellar doors calling my name, get back home and do the washing.