Today is when I drive the south Australian highways to the
Barossa Valley, specifically the village of Angaston.
I call down from my room at the Hilton about 10AM to have them bring my right side drivers seat
car. I get loaded up and I have maps just in case my GPS I rented from Hertz
doesn’t do the job. And of course, the
damn thing won’t even recognize the address that I’m attempting to travel, two
hours from Adelaide. Okay, so I had
already highlighted my route on the paper map, so off I go.
Just remember follow the cars in front of you and be aware way ahead of
time any turn that you need to make. If
I can just get through central Adelaide I should be in good shape. After about an hour, and no roundabouts to confuse me, I’ve managed to stay on
the right path, clear of the busy streets.
It’s all highways to Angaston.
The route signs are very good along the highway and I make it into
Angaston with any problems. The address
of the winery where I will be staying is clearly marked.
I drive off the main road and drive a few hundred yards
through a curvy tree and grapevine lined gravel path.
I came up to an old but well maintained
farmhouse front porch where I meet Heather, who will be my guesthouse
manager.
I find her Scottish and
Australian dialect as charming as she is.
She walks me up the road to the most wonderful old stone and timber
coach house that sits at the bottom of an orchard, that has been made into a
one bedroom cottage.
The floors are
hardwood and the décor matches the area expectations…a winery and its
farmland.
Everything is downstairs
except for the loft bedroom.
The king
size bedroom opens up outside to a deck and chairs that look out over the perfectly
rowed grapevines that seem to go on forever over the horizon.
The scenery is breath taking.
It is a little warm out today, almost 100
degrees but it very dry, which I’m surprised since I was expecting a little
less heat for raising grapes.
But it
must work because Shiraz comes from here and is widely recognized throughout
the world as a special wine selection.
I’ll come back later this evening when the sun goes down and cools off a
bit. The kitchen downstairs refrigerator is already stuffed with milk, OJ,
eggs, bacon, butter and jams/jellies.
There is also a fresh loaf of multi-grain bread that I can’t wait to
toast and try some of the spreads that are in the frig.
This place is ….perfect.
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View from Back Balcony of Cottage |
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Vines at Bethany Winery |
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View from front yard of cottage |
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Coach House made into my Cottage |
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Front View of Cottage |
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Bathroom at Cottage |
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Guest Bottle of Wine |
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Church in Bethany |
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Bethany Lutheran Church |
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Place where I had breakfast |
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Bethany Vineyards |
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Bethany Vineyard Estate |
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Bethany Vineyard Grounds |
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Bethany Vineyard fields |
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Bethany Vineyards |
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Vines near Cottage |
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Wanera Wine Bar |
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Wanera Wine Bar |
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Wanera Wine Bar |
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