Just so happens John headed to the mines in 1964 and has been quite successful in mining Opals and his Sophia is the grand lady promoting Opals in South Australia. She sells to retail shops but also takes in folks to her house on occasion and this is one of those occasions. They just returned from a China sales and promotion tour at 5 AM and still took a visit from us. Sophia gives us a lesson on Opals and man ‘o man she opens boxes of the most beautiful and oh so expensive Opals ever. When the royals came last month, the area promoter of commerce knew who to ask for a gift for baby George and she shows us a photo. A miniature truck will Opals filling the bed and was it ever cute. So we know we are in the right place but Sophia is great and works with us to find something in our price range. Well, at the high end of our price range but we all agree this chance will not come again.
Australia produces 96% of the world’s Opals and South Australia where we are account for 86% of the Opals in the world. The new money in the world wants these beauties so the price will only go up. Gulp! We dig deep and walk out with some beauties. Says Krimhilde in a daze, "I never thought I would own an Opal". "Humm, me either.
We head out for wine. Before we hit the first winery we stop by a huge tree where a family actually made their home for 7 years....hearty folks and pretty amazing. After the opal purchase we thought we might want to check out tree living.
We hit the first winery, Yalumba and take a taste or two, are impressed and take some to remember.
The second winery, Seppeltfield, sits in a beautiful spot lined with date palms. The palms are part of a trial that did not work out – not hot enough for good dates. They were one of the first wineries in Barossa and specialize in wonderful "fortified" wines which we would call port. You can buy 100 year old ports, but would pay about $60k for a bottle.
We are in for a treat as they stack up a barrel of port from each year and they started around 1851. Here is the double treat – for a little extra, we get to try a glass from our birth year. I won’t tell you the other years but my 1947 port was amazing. We all sip each year. It was like syrup but oh some much better! That was fun!
The unfortified wine however did not measure up so off we go to have a fast lunch. Overlooking a vineyard we sit outside in amazing sun without too much heat (did I tell you our hot line to the weather gods is working?!) and out comes a giant bread board filled with sour dough bits, olive oil, thin slices of ham, several cheese bits and other delights. Great lunch and now we can take in more wine.
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