Early the next morning I had the lucky privilege to drive us to Blenheim over what would be a rally-driver’s dream course if not for the regular road-works. We checked in at Blenheim with enough time for Bryce to have another nana nap before starting a wineries tour around the Marlborough area.
The first place we stopped at was the best – St Clair. To the point where we even bought a bottle of their top wine – White Label Reserve Sav Blanc. The next place whose name escapes me (it was a NZ native bird…) had a quite nice Brut, but most of the rest blended together into mediocrity. We three did take one opportunity to sing in one of the cellars (Billy Joel: River of Dreams was our song – simply cos it was on the radio), but only after we roused Bryce from yet another snooze. The tour finished at Mud House winery which was also quite good actually – the only half decent reds we had all day. The kicker though was the shop next door – Preznels – that make their own spirits and at this shop give away free samples of them. Well Steve and I went to town, free and strange shots served by a cute (if 16yrs old) girl was a top, if tartish way to finish the tour in our minds, and we made sure to try everything they recommended – within reason of course, though we did let through the Screaming Orgasm.