After our long Pacific crossing, we arrived in the antipodes only slightly bruised. We began at once making our final preparations for our search for sparkling wines in the wilds of Tasmania.
Already we'd heard whispers of a great wine to be found on the banks of the Coal River and were anxious to make our way South.
But we quickly discovered there was little to do but wait for the arrival of our guide and the turn of the tide.
In the meanwhile, safely ensconced at Eagle's Landing, our amiable and generous hosts there provided welcome sustenance in the form of two distinctive Pinots from nearby New Zealand. A 2006 Ata Rangi and a Pegasus Bay from 2004.
Notes after I've finished stitching my mosquito netting.