For me summer is not only long, warm days but the fresh
stone fruit; peaches, apricots, nectarines, cherries and berries of all
sorts. One of the joys of going to
Marlborough during early January is that apricots and nectarines are beginning
to ripen and often one of the few orchards left will throw open their gates and
have pick-your-own fruit.
So it was that the apricots were ready when Bev and I
arrived in Picton in early January.
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An apricot about to be devoured |
There is an orchard with relatively old trees a few kilometres north of Blenheim. We took my mother and on a very hot afternoon
we went picking. The trees were loaded
with fruit, and it was tree ripened. I was picking some to take back to Wellington and also
helping my 87 year old mother to get apricots which she was going to preserve.
Near the orchard (about 10 kms away) is a winery that only opens its shop during summer and only during the week. As it was Friday it seemed to be an opportune time to visit Clos Henri to get a bottle of one of his superb wines. He is a vigneron from Sancerre in France who makes some the best wines in that area and has brought that influence to the terroir of Marlborough and makes some of the most distinctive sauvignon blancs of the region. It is a beautiful setting and the shop is in a deconsecrated church. I splashed out and bought a pinot noir and a sancerre before we went back to Picton for a welcome glass of cool sauvignon blanc.
Clos Henri |
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