Wednesday, November 10, 2010
Only in Ireland...
As we are preparing to depart these Emerald shores, I thought it appropriate to compile a little montage of the things we will miss, and the things we won't miss.
Monday, October 4, 2010
Bordeaux
We finally made it to Bordeaux late September to meet up with Murray and Karen Scott from Loch Linnhe station, who had just had a week's cycling with Dave and Heather Lyon from Wangarei. The harvest had just started that week.
We headed out to the coast for a night at Cape Ferrat, which enabled us to take in lunch at La Corniche hotel...
...and visit the oyster shacks. The oyster season was in full swing.
We then headed inland to St Emillion and spent two nights at Logis de la Cadene in the "centre ville".
Of course, vino was never far from the menu....
The Chateau's are fantastic and we spent one day touring the Medoc.
We headed out to the coast for a night at Cape Ferrat, which enabled us to take in lunch at La Corniche hotel...
...and visit the oyster shacks. The oyster season was in full swing.
We then headed inland to St Emillion and spent two nights at Logis de la Cadene in the "centre ville".
Of course, vino was never far from the menu....
The Chateau's are fantastic and we spent one day touring the Medoc.
Chateau Pichon Longueville....
Chateau Cos D'Estournal...
Chateau Cos D'Estournal...
note the boxes of grapes being elevated into the winery.
Picking is surprisingly fast. These pickers were keeping three large tractors and trailers busy.
Chateau Petrus, arguably the best Bordeaux wine, has a very understated headquarters.
I don't know what it is, but I get a real sense of place and belonging when I am amongst the vines. Maybe it's my agrarian background, or could it be a more sinister dependence?
Picking is surprisingly fast. These pickers were keeping three large tractors and trailers busy.
Chateau Petrus, arguably the best Bordeaux wine, has a very understated headquarters.
I don't know what it is, but I get a real sense of place and belonging when I am amongst the vines. Maybe it's my agrarian background, or could it be a more sinister dependence?Sunday, September 5, 2010
Our first Irish wedding....
We were privileged last weekend to be invited to our first Irish wedding. Fantastic!
Graeme is the son of very good friends. His mother sadly succumbed to cancer earlier this year. She would have been proud.
The wedding was held at Wineport Lodge on Loch Rea. Reminded us of Braemar Lodge.
Four music gigs over the weekend were outstanding starting with this jazz duo.
Graeme is a roadie for Snow patrol. An even though they did not play they got into the action on the dance floor. As Graeme later emailed: "Who's that dancing with the superstar. Oh yeah, it's Gary Lightbody!"
The rejuvenated dancing feet got a good workout on the night and at the after match BBQ the next day!
We stayed nearby at the Glasson Hotel and Golf Resort and managed to squeeze in a round of golf between festivities.
Slainte lads
Graeme is the son of very good friends. His mother sadly succumbed to cancer earlier this year. She would have been proud.
The wedding was held at Wineport Lodge on Loch Rea. Reminded us of Braemar Lodge.
Four music gigs over the weekend were outstanding starting with this jazz duo.
Graeme is a roadie for Snow patrol. An even though they did not play they got into the action on the dance floor. As Graeme later emailed: "Who's that dancing with the superstar. Oh yeah, it's Gary Lightbody!"
The rejuvenated dancing feet got a good workout on the night and at the after match BBQ the next day!
We stayed nearby at the Glasson Hotel and Golf Resort and managed to squeeze in a round of golf between festivities.
Slainte lads
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