But every year, the Wacky Wine Weekend attracts wine lovers who flock to the region in search of a burst of bubbly, to savour a good glass of Sauvignon Blanc or to enjoy a lingering Pinotage on the palate. And so it was that I joined those wine connoisseurs and headed through the tunnel and over and on past a windy Worcester to the Robertson Wine Valley for a weekend of wine tasting, hiking in the beautiful surrounding mountains and discovering some gorgeous places tucked away in the valley.
The folded mountains of Pat Busch Mountain Reserve welcomed us to the valley, and as we sat watching the sun dip behind the tree-covered slopes from the wooden balcony of our Africamps tented accommodation, the sun-kissed mountains and vineyards beckoned for us to explore. And so we did.
Just up the road from our accommodation, Rosendal offered us two vintages of Sauvignon Blanc set against the backdrop of their charming hotel and shimmering lake, while a bit further on Rietvallei served up a braai your own experience where kebabs and sausages could be braaied to our picking and were best served up with a bottle of John B Bubbly. Later in the day Bon Courage and Wonderfontein joined the bubbly brigade and Springfield Wine Estate offered a lakeside setting with live music where we sipped on Thunderchild – a wine which supports the local orphanage and which a portion of my Wacky Wine ticket also went towards.
Onwards and outwards, Bon Cap served up a delicious buffet breakfast which lined our wine-filled tummies, and just past the biggest chair in Africa at Rooiberg, the lesser known farm of Le Roux & Fourie Vignerons offered a rustic setting just off the main road with few people and a delicious one on one wine tasting while an elderly Jack Russell ran around at our feet, begging to join our party.
After a hard day’s wine tasting our journey took us back to our tented accommodation at Africamps, where after a walk up and over the mountains, through a colossal forest of protea plants with Cape sugarbirds flitting around and down into a moss-covered river bed, we lit the braai fire and the indoor wood burner for a cozy, warm evening, tucked up under the stars. After a delightful sleep in our canvas getaway in the middle of nowhere we awoke to a delicious breakfast basket which we cooked ourselves and enjoyed as the sun set the reserve aglow and welcomed us to another day in the Robertson Wine Valley with a whole new host of farms just waiting to be explored!