Hunter Valley, Australia: Wine Tasting

The new bus came and bore us away to Hunter Valley. I had been to a small wine-tasting place once many moons ago. I didn’t remember much about it, so for me this trip to Hunter Valley (outside Sydney) was a treat.

There REALLY is a difference in the first smell, the first taste, the mid-taste, and the after-taste of a wine. I’m sure there are technical enological terms for this, but I hope you will know what I mean. I could tell a huge difference between aluminum? metal casks and oak casks. The latter is better.

I saw how some wines would be drinkable immediately and I could imagine the less mature wines as winning me over after sitting in my house for a few years. I realized I knew NOTHING about wines. All I knew was whether or not I liked a particular wine… which after all is the most important things. You like what you like and I like what I like and if ever the ‘twain shall meet, so much the better.

I am gung-ho about joining the neighborhood wine-tasting club. Even if I only have a few drops, the pleasure of the various tastes is immeasurable. I’m surprised by how much I like wine (in small amounts).


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