We got into Melbourne airport and were picked up by lovely Marilyn. The drive out to the vineyard was beautiful but dry and unlike the lush flora I had enjoyed in Bowral or Laurieton. However, once we arrived I realized how amazing the bush is. Unfortunately, this quick stop was not intended for lounging and enjoying the sunset, rather we were there to work and were welcomed by a dirty press and a substantial amount of two day old fruit waiting to be processed! We set to work. The first evening we cleaned. I cleaned the lab and Mark whirled through the winery. Then we cleaned some more. Finally was got to a stopping point and had a lovely dinner. We were up the next morning (Mark a couple hours before me) and began to process. All in all it went well. However, the hard work, and yes vintage is bloody painful, was rewarded by an extremely stressful race to the airport! We flew with Tiger Airways who are notorious for being sticklers about checking in at a certain time. We made it! So, we hopped on yet another plane and flew to Hobart.
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