Apple Picking

nashoba orchard and winery It's apple picking time and we couldn't let the season escape without heading to an orchard to pick apples. We usually eat as much as we pick, so it's a good bargain for us. We know of several orchards in the area, but Lin suggested the Nashoba Valley Winery and Orchard. Hmm... apple picking and wine tasting… a stellar combination for a Sunday afternoon and off we went.

 

apple picking crowds

The early morning fog burned off by Noon and the sun prevailed for the rest of the day. The orchard was crowded with apple pickers. 'Tis the season. The winery tasting rooms were filled to bursting. Still, we managed to enjoy ourselves. A couple of wine tastings and all was well with the world.

 

wine tasting

We sampled a Gravenstein dry white wine (pucker up!), an okay chardonnay and a passable pinot gris. The Dry Blueberry and Blueberry Merlot were tolerable, but the St. Croix won the day in the red department. Lin sampled a strawberry rhubarb semi-sweet and the Nashoba Mead. Okay, but not great. The Northern Comfort (their version of cognac) was not quite up to to cognac standards and David drank my Oak-Aged Apple Brandy preferring it to what he ordered. On a whim, I tried the Baerenfang, used 100 years ago by hunters to catch bears. It might have snared the bears, but it certainly didn't do anything for me. We didn't buy any wine to take with us, but we maintained a pleasant glow while apple picking.

 

heavy branches

Branches were bowed over with the weight of ripe apples. We wondered how some of the branches could support the weight with breaking. McIntosh, Cortland, Mutsu, Golden Delicious and Bramleys were ripe and available for picking. We were obligated, of course, to try one of each before committing to actually picking. At this time of year, standing in this beautiful orchard on a crisp, sunny autumn day, with the smell of apples in the air, sweet and rich, they all tasted good. We picked a half bushel before you could say “McIntosh”

 

apple picking

I love apples, but I'm pretty persnickety about which ones I'll eat. I like apples to be hard, crisp and tart. Soft, mealy, sweet … no way. I take a bite out of an apple that's not up to my standards and well … let's just say, David eats a lot of apples he wasn't planning to eat.

 

half bushel

We see lots of apple crisp, apple pies, baked apples and just plain old apple eating in our near future, not to mention dark rum and hot cider. It doesn't get much better in the autumn of year.

Tasmanian Wine Tasting

Tasmania is known as the Apple Isle, so it was a surprise to learn that they're also a grape-growing island and a producer of cool climate wines. With mild, cool summers and long autumn days, the climate here is near perfect for grape-growing, it appears, and the local Pinot Noirs have gained an excellent international reputation in the red category. Chardonnays and Sauvignon Blancs excel in the whites. They also produce some sparkling wines. I really like bubbles. We'd had dinner last weekend at the home of newly found local friends, Marcia and John. They'd treated us to some very lovely Tasmanian wines during the course of the evening including a Bay of Fires Tasmanian Cuvée Pinot Noir Chardonnay Brut (bubbles) and a Home Hill Pinot Noir Estate 2010. Both were excellent. So when they invited us for a day of wine-tasting along Tasmania's Southern Wine Route, how could we refuse? This is one of our serendipitous 90-day rule events. May we add right off the bat, that we're not wine connoisseurs by any means, but we do like drinking wine and we know what we like and what we don't.

First, a little history, because you know how I am. I had to know more about Tasmania's winemaking before I went on the tour. Tasmania, believe it or not, was one of the earliest regions in Australia to be planted with grape vines. Tasmania's first vineyard was planted at New Town near Hobart in 1823 and in 1848, the vineyard's white wine won an award at the Paris Exhibition. It was the cuttings from this vineyard that were supplied for the first vineyards in Victoria and South Australia. And as the wine route guide pointed out “Tasmania can legitimately claim to be the oldest producing wine region in the country!”

Cool climate wines require a late autumn harvest, usually in April to late May, equivalent to a northern hemisphere October-November timeframe. For once, global warming has a beneficial effect, allowing the grapes in some areas here to mature sooner and thus be harvested earlier. With somewhere around 250 individual vineyards on the island, there's lots to choose from. There are four distinct wine routes on the island and we visited three in the Hobart Area, all part of the Southern Wine Route. The Derwent Valley, the Huon Valley and the Coal River Valley regions have several vineyards and Marcia chose three to visit. They have limited open hours (Noon-5pm) and it's a slow, methodical process for all this tasting. We wanted to make sure we got it right.

Our first stop was Nandroya Vineyards in Margate, not far from home. We called at the cellar door, the tasting and sales center for each vineyard. This vineyard is small and compact with astounding views of the D'Entrecasteaux Channel in the distance. Their production is limited and wines are purchased at the vineyard only. Marcia was very familiar with the wines and the owner, John, and so a lively conversation ensued. It seems John was having problems with the local possums and wallabies which had a particular liking for his grape vines and had defoliated several of the plants. Wombats were also an issue … issues we never even considered when we think about vineyards.

We tasted Pinot Noirs and an absolutely wonderful Sauvignon Blanc. The pace was easy-going. It was a gorgeous, warm sunny spring day. No rushing here. Tastings at Nandroya are free although several area vineyards now charge a fee.

The next stop was Stefano Lubiana Wines in the Derwent Valley. Winemaking has a history in this family. For five generations, they've been making wines from Tuscany to Tasmania. Monique, Stefano's wife, was our hostess at the cellar door. There were several wines to try here, beginning with a sparkling wine, an NV Brut Reserve and I could have stopped right there. I'm into bubbles.

John doesn't drink at all (convenient when you need a designated driver) and David tried the bubbles then disappeared outside to chat with John about boats. That left Marcia and me to do all the work. We did a good job, working our way through about about a dozen different wines before Marcia decided to buy a bottle of the original bubbly. Tastings were free here, too.

We picnicked on cheese, fruit and veggies before moving on to Pooley's Vineyard in the Coal River Valley. Pooley's is the 2012 Tasmanian Vineyard of the Year and has just racked up some big top gold awards at the recent Royal Melbourne Wine Show. The vineyard and cellar door are located on a beautiful historic property with a sandstone mansion as its centerpiece. Truth be told, I was more taken with my surroundings than the wine. We paid $5 each for the privilege of tasting about 12 more different wines. I think by the time we tasted the last one, it was hard to discern exactly what we were tasting and what we had tasted. We were feeling mighty mellow though.

For folks who have admittedly purchased box wines in copious quantities before leaving on a passage, we found the wine prices to be quite high...anywhere from $25-$80/bottle and up.

I love the wine tasting jargon. I understand bouquet, nose, finish, oaky, savory, fruity, berry. Those are concrete, tangible, distinguishable descriptions and terms to me. But the marketing department works overtime I think when it comes to descriptions like “unusual seaweed-like note”, “poached fruit finish”, “perfumed hint of Ethiopian espresso and chocolate”, “mouth filling and chewy”. (Was there sediment left in the bottle?) Did you ever watch Kevin Kline and Meg Ryan in the movie French Kiss? Kevin is an aspiring French winemaker with an incredible sense of taste and smell. I thinking that's what I'm lacking. That and the fact I'm not a connoisseur. If I was, I could be more pretentious and I'd be able to create credible BS like this, too. Come to think of it, I used to be a marketer...I could do this; I really could.