Whispering Wall and Barossa Valley

On rising, showering, eating and choosing the dress for the day, very improtant when you're caravaning so that you feel your best even when you have the least of means,  our first visit was to the Whispering Wall and Dam.  Daniel stayed at the beginning of the wall as I quick stepped to the far side and to our amazement we could talk to each other clearly being apart almost 300 metres.  This was the highest dam built in Australia and an engineering beauty with its technical ability to use sound.

Our visit to the Barossa Valley took us through a few wineries where we sampled the fruits in liquid forms of enhanced flavours of passionfruit, lime, lemon, strawberries, cherries, muscats and sorts.  The people behind the counters were only to happy to impart their knowledge of the vineyards that supplied grapes to their winemakers and most often the vignerions were women, what a bonus was that!  We visitied a winery that was in its seventh generation  bearing these little green and red grapes from the land.  Barossa Valley is about 200 metres above sea level and the soil content is clay but when you look at the vast landscape and see the rows of undulating vines that cover this magnificent area and the climate that keeps it cool and the sun that warms the stock from above it's no wonder that this is Vino Country!

We'd chosen laboriously.........really?.....the wines that we thought would be fit for Grzesiek to send for his fortieth birthday.  With bottles in the hand we made our way to the local Post Office where we were politely helped by Katey who packed them tightly so as to arrive safely at his door. We still had to send a few birthday presents back home but that was left for the next day.  Duties now complete we headed back to our base camp.  An afternoon dip in the pool, watermelon, cantelope on the plate, a conversation with a few and a laugh or two was perfect to end the day.