Into the Wild

Downtime. Or uptime, if you will. Dreamtime perhaps.

It’s rewarding work, but exhausting work, being Vigneron at Two Paddocks. Spending 365 days of the year ensuring that you, our valued and highly respected client, (we know you know a great wine when you taste one), are able to acquire one or more of the world’s great Pinots. By the caseload if you have both the currency and the good sense.

So, (and again we decline to stray into the realm of the Hyperbole) on the rarest of occasions, it is necessary to insist that the Prop take a couple of days off, far from the awesome responsibilities of helming Two Paddocks. Grudgingly he drags his reluctant ass off to the wilderness -- the blue distant mountains.

This week therefore, the Prop found himself up a couple of very remote rivers, right up against the Great Divide, in pursuit of rainbow and brown trout. With some success. And breaking two personal bests -- first a 7 pound brown (very thrilling), followed only an hour or so later by an 11 pound monster brown -- the Prop's record by a mile -- heart-stopping. Several other excellent fish landed in addition.*

The Monster of the Deep It should be noted that the Prop accidentally has the appearance, currently of an old Cuban Revolutionary when fishing. Well, at least it keeps other anglers off the river ... Viva la Revolucion!

These alpine trout are very feisty indeed.

*All catch and release of course.