And then, the wind changed…

February 12, 2009

These last days have been very distressing. We are all very upset. We were in permanent contact with family and friends in rural Victoria. Terrible news reached us, some of it was later confirmed, other “facts”, alas, turned out to be just rumours. It was such an emotional roller coaster. I do not feel like blogging these days. I lost my “voice”, my appetite, nothing can humour me; I do not want to listen to the news. It’s so confusing, so distressing. No news, is good news…

h2009_0211bushfire_pics11feb0013

Michael took these pictures in Healesville from his balcony

The destruction in rural Victoria is unbelievable. Whole settlements, communities and neighbourhoods are gone; businesses among them wineries and vineyards have been destroyed. The death toll has risen, and will rise further when the magnitude of the disaster becomes clearer. Many people had no chance to escape from the wildfires. The human toll is horrific; its unbelievably sad that so many people lost their lives. And its not over yet. The inferno is continuing in many places.

But there are also “good” stories. Usually they describe how the fire roared in from one direction and threatened to destroy everything in its way, all hope seemed to be lost and then these stories continue with: “and then, the wind changed”, the fire stopped, turned and the destruction went elsewhere. In some instances, however, one persons gain was another’s loss.

h2009_0211bushfire_pics11feb0015

Bush on fire

Friends informed us that Two Hills is still standing. Dave from Penbro Estate in Murrindindi went to our place and checked it out. He confirmed that all is well. The fire went obviously through it, but firemen must have protected the building, so it seems. Margit and I we would love to shake the hands of these firemen, if we could only find them. We hope that Michael and Steve will have another look after the Dixon’s Creek-Yea road is re-opened. We were very relieved when we got this news.

We cannot complain, we are safe here in Bangkok. We talked to quite a few friends over the phone; they are all ok and they could save their homes. Our condolences go to all the families who have lost loved ones in the inferno and our heartfelt thanks go to all the unnamed heroes, the firemen, the state emergency services people, the paramedics and the ambos and all the other people who helped to deal with the disaster.


Fire, fire, everywhere

February 8, 2009

Goodness me, after the heatwave came the fire and with it death and destruction. In short, it got really bad in rural Victoria. The current bushfires are the worst in Australian history. The fires have claimed about 84 lives (and the numbers are rising) and more than 700 homes so far, according to the news. Kinglake, just a couple of kilometres from Glenburn is completely destroyed. Some say, the same fate happened to Glenburn. The pictures on the websites are awful so are the videos. The testimonies of people show them devastated after the tragic loss of life and property.

We’ve been calling family and friends. So far so good. Let us hope for the best. Hope dies last.

I am feeling so stupid right now here in Bangkok, so stupid, unbelievable. Helpless, completely helpless. There is a song for this. Watch Crosby, Stills, Nash and Young with Joni Mitchell:


The North-South Pipeline: Impressions from Glenburn

February 3, 2009

northsouth3

Yello poster billboard at the roadside opposing the pipeline

My opposition to the North-South Pipeline is well known. This has not changed after we had the opportunity to observe what is going on on the ground. Long lines of black pipe are lined up along the main highway around Glenburn these days.

Traffic is stopped at several intersections to allow the equipment of the pipeline companies to move in and out. The route of the pipe is along the Melba Highway switching sides unexpectedly. I wonder how they will get the pipes in under the highway. Will they stop the traffic and dig them in? We will know soon. Every day the residents of Glenburn are reminded of the fact that they are treated with sovereign contempt by their elected political leaders.

northsouth0

The dry countryside between Glenburn and Yea

The land around Glenburn is dry these days. There are also large areas where there are hardly any trees left. Earlier residents have cut them down to extend the pastures for their cattle and sheep, a grave mistake as we know today. To re-establish trees on these barren hilltops is a challenge. Efforts to this end are often unsuccessful in this many year-long lasting drought.

northsouth1

This installation was put up by local farmers

Everyone of our neighbours and residents along the prospective path of the pipeline we talked to were all opposed to it. I have not found a single supporter of the “beast”, that’s what I call the pipe.

northsouth2

Plug the pipe and other protests

The pipe is going to be built, no doubt. I estimate the costs to be at least double the projected amount (from an 750 million A$ estimate, the direct costs will grow to a 1.5 or more A$). The taxpayer, this is all of us included, are going to pay this bill. The political costs are for the political parties to bear at the next election. If people still remember the violation of good governance principles and procedures by the labour government, they might not vote for them. Also people caring for the environment might vote other than labour. The country folk around Glenburn will definitely not vote labour, many of them never have. My personal wish is that labour will be defeated for the pipeline (and other such) plunder at the next election. Any government which treats their people with contempt as shown buy the Brumby administration deserve to be defeated regardless of its ideological persuasion.

northsouth4

Near Devlin’s Bridge, they left an old oak tree standing and built around it. Hope the tree does not mind the digging and the invasion. In other places, especially in the Toolangi State forest, broad aisles are cut into the forest and cleared of every vegetation. I wonder how these aisles will hold in stormy conditions. Once the forest cover is cut through, they remaining trees might be vulnerable to gusty winds and storms; they might be at risk of falling over.

northsouth5

Protecting the pipe from the people

The whole marked-out-route of the pipeline is fenced off. The long lines of the black pipe, I guess about 100 to 120 cm in diameter, can be seen from the road following the contours of the land. It looks like a giant worm, an earth worm so to say. I wonder if one day the pipeline will be used to pump water up-country. Instead of sucking it dry, reclaimed waste water and desalinated water could be pumped inland thereby helping the rural population to cope with the coming droughts. Of course then the rural people will have to pay for that. Melbourne Water would rub their hands in delight of the additional revenue generated.

northsouth6

The “base camp” of the pipeline people, under security surveillance and protection for 24 hours a day

basecamp-pipeline

This panorama view of the “base camp” attempts to depict how large the area is used for storage of the equipment, the machinery, the vehicles, the office containers and all the other gear needed to built the pipeline. But it seems to be much larger to the human eye than the photo can show.

The opponents of the pipeline have put up a wonderful website called, Plug the Pipe, full of useful material, plans, maps, audio and video clips as proof for the political plunder in the making. I myself have written two pieces in this blog describing the idiocy of the project. There is not much to add, I must say. The story of the pipe is a story of bad governance in 21st century Victoria. Let us how the next generation of political leaders will make up for the damage incurred by their predecessors.


Impressions from Two Hills Road, Glenburn

January 28, 2009

twohillsroad11

Road sign at the turn-off from the Melba Highway

This week a blistering heat wave is going through Victoria, the worst in the last 100 years. Temperatures will be as high as 40 to 42 degrees Celsius. The grapes are at risk to shrivel and loose bunch weight, and many of the vines will suffer, but hopefully we will not loose the fruit.

thv-view1

Vineyard with the two hills in the background

Just two weeks ago, the grass in some paddocks was still green and we experienced one of the coldest Christmas in the last five years.

thv-chardy1

The Chardonnay block needs slashing but the vines look good.

thv-chardy11

The one year old Chardonnay vines look very healthy

thv-hay

Beautiful hay

Our neighbour Hilary at the end of Two Hills Road had the best hay ever and harvested 600 bales.

The native plants around the house flowered beyond belief.

thv-flowers1

thv-flowers

thv-flowers2

And the people were merry and in a celebratory mood.

thv-table

Tables are set for food and drink

thv-people

Lucy, Michael, Helen, Charlotte and Margit

Hope you join us one day. Cheers


Go, Went, Gone

January 11, 2009

swallows

When you read this, I am on my way back to Bangkok. Gone like the swallows, but as much as them, they return every year, I will also return to Glenburn (actually sooner than that). What a happy situation.

The four weeks on the vineyard went in a heartbeat. And as you know, life on a farm is very busy. To say it with Calvin and Hobbes: “The days were just packed” (see below)

the-days-were-just-packed


Last supper

January 10, 2009

last-supper

The Merlot went very well with the pizza

I am not much of a cook but I can ‘heat things up’. My last dinner on the vineyard was very enjoyable. I sat on the terrace and watched the sun go down. With some sambal olek the pizza margherita was spiced up ( I did not use the tomato sauce).

Our ‘2001 Two Hills Merlot’ though already quite “aged” is holding well. My friend Timo Mayer (winemaker of Gembrook Hills) called this vintage an “umpf” wine, meaning that it is high in alcohol and shows strong tannins. The 2004 vintage in contrast produced a rather elegant Merlot. I am still pleasantly surprised that this wine aged so well and is still a very enjoyable drink.

The evenings on the vineyard are so peaceful. After the birds are gone to sleep, there is no sound. I love the quiet of the Australian country side.


Phylloxera in the Yarra Valley

January 8, 2009

On December 23 another outbreak of phylloxera in the Yarra Valley was confirmed. This is the third infection since 1. December 2006. Phylloxera is a small aphid that lives on the roots of grape vines. Despite almost a century of research no remedy has been found so far. An infection will inevitable lead to the death of the vine. Grape growers, vintners, wine makers and winery owners are concerned that the spread of the disease cannot be contained.

A new “Phylloxera Infested Zone” called the Maroondah PIZ has been declared around the known infested sites, with the boundary set at a minimum of 5km from all known phylloxera affected properties, and taking into account physical features including roads and rivers.

phylloxera-zone-yv-web

The Maroondah PIZ

One can see the affected vineyard from St Hubert’s road, near Punt Road Winery. It has obviously been treated. The dead vines are without any leaves.

The four photos below show some of the symptoms we look out for. All four photos come from a brochure called “Inspecting Vineyards for Phylloxera” on vine desease from South Australia.

phyll1

phyll3

phyll4

phyll2

Early signs of phylloxera

We at Two Hills Vineyard are very concerned too. Our wine is made in a winery in the Yarra Valley (Yering Farm Wines) and some of our contractors and vineyard workers are also working on vineyards there.

In order to not contract the vine disease we are attempting a certification with a protocol in place which will prevent our vines from being affected sometime in the future. It’s quite fortunate that we have no visitors in the vineyard and do not participate in the wine tourist trade. However, all people working in the vineyard and their equipment need to take proper precautions. We hope it will work.


Sunday on the vineyard

January 4, 2009

th0901

Two Hills Vineyard, Sauvignon Blanc

The flapping of birds wings against the window woke me up this morning. I helped the young swallows out of our shed by opening the back window. It was about a quarter to seven and I had to hurry because I had promised my daughter Charlotte to take her on a morning walk through the vineyards. She was already waiting for me. It was the last morning on the farm for my three women before they had to return to Bangkok.

It was a glorious morning. The sun was up and bathed the rolling green hills in its tender light. We did not have to walk long before we bumped into a Kangaroo family. The mother and joey jumped through the rows of our Pinot Noir, downhill to get away from us. We saw the two two more times. We walked over the second hill down to Katy’s creek and back to the shed. ‘Father and daughter talk’ all the way.

After breakfast, we packed the suitcases into our new pick-up truck and off we went to Melbourne airport. The girls were very sad leaving the vineyard behind but there was no way of extending the stay in Australia. I am the lucky one, having another week in Australia to do some more work in the vineyard and around the shed.

We had lunch at the airport, then came the time to say good bye (intense as always). The three went through the passport control and I turned around and went back to the farm. I love driving through the Victorian countryside but first I had to get out of town. Endless suburbs with houses on quarter acres blocks, industrial estates, junk yards, and other disturbing urban land use had to be traversed. But I knew the open countryside was waiting for me just after Diamond Creek.

I listened to Country (and Western) music, opened the window, arm out and felt like a real Australian country bloke. Samson Hill Winery was the first vineyard I passed, then came Christmas Hills and in no time I reached Yarra Glen. I did some shopping in the local supermarket.

th0902

The old gum tree and the Chardonnay block

After I reached the vineyard, I took a rest during the hot hours of the day. It was the hottest day since a long long time. After it had cooled down, I worked a bit in the garden, then lifted fruit wires for about two hours in the Merlot, witnessed a glorious sunset, prepared dinner, drank a bottle of ‘2001 Two Hills Merlot’ and went to bed. It was the warmest evening so far. The quiet country atmosphere brought back the necessary peace of mind.

PS: I wrote this blog from my terrace overlooking the vineyard. We are connected, hurrah!


Back on the farm at last

December 16, 2008

You cannot imagine how good it feels to be back home on the farm in Glenburn, Victoria. This time of the year Two Hills Vineyard is at its best. The sky is blue, the sun is warm and the vineyard is “in full steam”.

And puffing along, I am enjoying rural life wholeheartedly. Rest assured I will taste some wonderful wines, have fun with my family and catch up with friends. There will be many memorable barbecues and lunches on the “lawn” on the farm. We will drink delicious wines and I will come back in 2009 well rested with a tank full of new energy.

The Man from Mosel River is also taking a break from blogging. I might go down to the “Innocent Bystander” in Healesville which has a wireless service and I might enter a post here and there but do not expect much.

I would like to thank all my blog visitors, readers and contributors for their interest in the affairs of the Man from Mosel River. I wish your and your families a relaxing Christmas season and a good start into the New Year. Have a glass of fine wine here and there. Cheers


Homesick

December 4, 2008

Travelling alone often makes me homesick, longing for Australia. Not any Australia of course, to be precise, my Australia, my rural Australia in Glenburn and its surroundings.

In case it happens. I usually listen to the songs of one of my favourite Australian bands: The Waifs. They are not from Victoria but Perth, WA, but the feelings are very similar.

“Sun, dirt, water” was just the right song today. Life is so beautiful.

Here are the lyrics:

sundirtwater

would you trade me for all the pretty girls
all the ones who came before
who left you broken hearted
with your back up against the wall
would you cash in all your high times
for some lasting company
or a warm soft breast for you to lay your head on
for all of eternity

if you’re holding out for something
just reach and we’ll rise above
give me sun, give me dirt, give me water
give me sweet everlasting love

would you travel right across the world
to meet a woman that you didn’t know
if you thought that she might be the one
to put your roots down with and grow
would you take her hand and walk with her
through the narrow gate of life
gather your load, prepare to travel the road
that’s gonna lead you from trouble and strife

if you’re holding out for something
just reach and we’ll rise above
give me sun, give me dirt, give me water
give me sweet everlasting love

——————————————————————
PS: No exceptional wine tasted as yet in Germany due to a lack of opportunity and too much work!