It’s mid November and we are having 30 degree days already – it seems that spring has quickly been bypassed by summer and you can almost see the vines growing. We have a bit of bud rubbing to do but otherwise things are fairly quiet on the home front. The vineyard looks stunning because after all the rain this winter everything is so green and yet basked in sunlight. The new fruit looks full of promise. And the grapes aren’t the only things growing – Archie is now running around (16 months), Finn has just turned nine and Tahlia is about to become a teenager – arggghhhh!!
What a great feeling it is to have the pruning all done and dusted for another year. We finished cutting, stripping and tying down (went through almost 10 000 ties) the last of our vines a week or so ago. Our sincere thanks go out again to those who pitched in and gave us a hand when morale began to fail …somewhere around vine 3899 with a cold southerly blowing the ties from your pouch and rain falling yet again. To Grandpop Noel, to my wonderful friend Sarah, to the ever energetic Geoff and to Emilien the friendly froggie…your hard work and great company were so appreciated. It always amazes me that there are people out there who are happy to lend a hand when there’s nothing in it for them and no great cause, other than to help out a mate. :-) Thanks to our kids too for helping out and putting up with weekend after weekend of boredom, or as in Archie’s case – time spent mastering his walking up and down the rows. However, it hasn’t been all bad – there were some beautiful days out in the vineyard where I wouldn’t have wanted to be anywhere else. Dad has Dexter cows in the paddock next door and three baby calves were born as we pruned! And while there’s been crappy weather too – it’s not like we’ve been in Christchurch. Our heart goes out to all the Cantabs and if any of you need a break from the shaky city, let us know as there’s always room around here for extras. What else can I say other than, may your next fiasco be a wine!
Speaking of the earthquake, we experienced our own firsthand consequence of the quake earlier this week when we bottled our 2010 wines. There was a delay in getting the labels here from Christchurch which meant we had to bottle the wine without them – labels are over-rated anyway aren’t they, isn’t consumer choice all about cost at the end of the day? There are details on the label though that legally must be displayed so alas we will put the cleanskins (naked wine bottles) back through the bottling line on Tuesday to get labelled. Ironically we had the name “Shaky Isles Wines” trademarked before deciding to go with Fiasco. I guess both are somewhat appropriate give the state of Christchurch.
I suspect everyone is now ready for the Spring to arrive. The buds on our vines haven’t burst yet and it’s always a bit of fun predicting when they will. Although it is September, when you make wine it feels like this is the start of the year – when there is new growth and the whole cycle starts again. Happy New Year all
We’ve returned from a trip to Australia that involved a mixture of business and pleasure. It began with a random meeting with John Key at the Blenheim airport – he came over for a chat…only in New Zealand! In Aussie, it was great to meet our distributor and to see Fiasco on the menu is some Brisbane restaurants. In Brisbane there are numerous new restaurants opening every week so the sheer opportunity was refreshing. The warm Northern Queensland climate also made Townsville very appealing. We had to laugh at the ‘Beating the mid-winter blues” article in the local paper when it had been 27 C and sunny for days.
It has been a reality check coming back home to where the wine industry and the economy in general are still facing hard times. It’s grey, cold, wet and we have thousands of vines to prune and unpaid bills to chase up. We have friends at the moment who have lost jobs through ‘restructuring’ and others whose wine based businesses have hit the wall. I know there are those in Blenheim who will feel no sympathy for the stress being experienced by those in the wine industry, but regardless the ripple effect will move through our whole community. When one bill is left unpaid, the next guy struggles to pay his and so on. We feel such sympathy for those who have lost jobs and/or their businesses but know they are resilient, hard working and positive thinking people who will find new opportunities.
I am an optimist and do believe that things will stabilise. And surprisingly, I do still prefer New Zealand to Australia. We don’t have half as many poisonous creatures, a lack of marked seasons gets a bit boring, our native bush is awesome in comparison, we make better Savvy and hopefully Saturday will prove our rugby boys are superior!
I’ve been a bit distracted lately with my teacher and mum roles taking priority over being the winemaker’s wife😉. I’ve put together a new website: www.tworedapples.com to offer a bit of help to parents and grandparents of kids about to enter into the National Standards era. If you have children or grandchildren at school please feel free to check it out.
Grapes…apples..at least there’s still fruit involved! On the vineyard front, the leaves have almost all dropped off the vines which means time to start pruning. This year’s wine is coming along nicely and the Marlborough Express and Timaru Herald are soon to run a piece about our sulfur free wine.
On the home front, Archie took his first few steps last night so he is well and truly on the move. We are all looking forward to the upcoming school holidays and to the All Whites games – the first of which kicks off in just over an hour – GO NEW ZEALAND!
Well I’ve reached an all time low in blogging efforts – almost down to one a month! The months of March, April and May are always very busy for us as Aaron works fulltime for Indevin (an independent wine making company) and his hours are long. As a consequence we feel like we are the bloke on our logo – running on a moving wine barrel, only we need to get that wine glass back in hand! We have discovered that having your own wine label means there are never-ending tasks to do – contract growers can pause and celebrate the fact the their fruit is harvested and a cheque from the wine company is on the way, however we have a much longer road ahead. At the moment our focus is on making the wine and getting labels and bottling sorted, pruning is just around the corner and sales and marketing need to be constantly worked on.
On the upside we are going to Brisbane soon to meet our distributor there and see how sales are going…tax deductible Gold Coast – I knew there had to be some perks! It’s great exporting to Australia because for us there is a lot less labour shipping in bulk than marketing and selling small volumes via multiple outlets here in NZ. There is also the advantage of being able to claim back the WET tax. ‘Wet’ seems a funny name for a tax, especially for a drink – but it actually stands for Wine Equalisation Tax. In 2000 the Australian government added this 29% tax to its wine and when wine producers there went mad they decided that producers could claim this tax back for their first million dollars worth of wine sold each year. This ability to claim it back was later extended to New Zealand wine producers.
We also need to visit Auckland again soon to touch base with the outlets selling Fiasco there. We have recently added our wine to the menu list at The Falls – an awesome cafe/restaurant in West Auckland. We had an all day brunch there at the end of last year and I can personally vouch for the high standard of service from Allan and his team (five stars from me and I don’t do that often!). Aside from tax deductible travel, the other main advantage of having your own label is the buzz of tasting and sharing an end-product that you have produced. One of our Sauvignon Blanc ferments finished today so will soon be filtered, bottled and on its way to the shop shelves. It is tasting beautiful at this stage – Aaron tells me it will be our best yet. I’ll let you know when I’ve tried it – am sure women have far superior taste buds to men.
The countdown is on until our 2010 grapes are harvested and while obviously nowhere near as important, there are some parallels to being expectant parents. You have this date (April 17 for us) that your data projects as the likely harvest day but really it’s down to nature. It’s taken months to get the fruit to this stage but there is no reward until its safely in the wine tank. Others in the same boat report gleefully that their fruit is in and still you wait. Others keep asking you if you’ve harvested yet. It’s a time of nervous anticipation.
At the moment I go out every second day and handpick 300 individual berries from a range of locations in our vineyard and Aaron takes them into the winery to test – yesterday our Brix level (measures sugar content) was almost high enough but acid levels are still just a bit too high to harvest. But the fruit tastes ready, it’s delicious and disease free. There is a temptation just to get harvest done and dusted. It’s a bit like being in the late stages of pregnancy when you just want to get the business done while everything’s looking good and you face decisions over whether to induce if there are problems on the horizon. When it comes to the grapes, rain, frost risk and heavy harvester bookings make harvest now look appealing. But we’ve decided to wait and risk the weather and risk losing our booked harvester spot as there’s truth in the saying that great wine is made in the vineyard – we have to do our utmost to make sure the fruit is ripened to perfection. Besides, the great thing about the ‘grape pregnancy’ is that Aaron has to do most of the labour while I get to be the support person! It’s a much better role – in fact in a week or so I’ll have to give my mates a ring and we can go out for a celebratory cigar and beer while Aaron gets the fruit settled into the tanks and keeps a close eye on its progress.
Aaron is now on night shift…got a text from him Saturday night saying:
“At hos hurt hand got 11 stitches, may need skin graft, all good tho, dont panic.”
He is of course aware that I’m prone to panic when anyone gets injured! Anyway turns out he managed to take off a chunk of skin at the base of his thumb while in the process of showing the new vintage staff how to change a filter. It’s all stitched up now…not quite Aaron’s idea of getting sewn up on a Saturday night😉 but mending well.
I thought he might of had some time off but it was straight back from hospital to the winery (I still blame Buck Shelford … Aaron has long been in awe of his continuing to play rugby with a torn scrotum!). There is a real commitment to hard work over vintage that I havent seen in many other industries. People will put everything aside and work their guts out. They will work through the night, they will not take a day off for over a month and they will work 100 hour weeks if necessary. Many staff are on salaries so there’s not even the incentive of extra large pay packets for all those long hours. There is an understanding that it is only for about six weeks, that the job must be done and that it’s just part of life in the wine industry. I am often amazed that in these days of the rights of the individual that no-one complains or that a union of some sort hasn’t evolved. I’m guessing it might be different if the industry were city based but here in Marlborough there are still bloody hard workers who put the needs of the businesses they work for before their own.