|Photo courtesy of Tourism Kelowna|
Tomorrow's early (read: stupid o'clock) flights—interrupted by a brief stop in Calgary—will get me into Kelowna around mid-morning, Pacific time. That’s when I’ll have my first glimpse of the BC interior wine country. A view that’s been a long time coming.
A few years ago, I worked on a project about the Okanagan wine region, a place I'd never been to and knew so little about. I had to write from the perspective of someone who had just returned from a stellar vacation there, so I hit the books to brush up on the details. (Gee. Darn. The boss didn't have to ask me twice—I was all over it like botrytis on a grape cluster in Sauternes.)
I spent several days immersed in research until I felt as though I truly had been there myself. Places with names like Blasted Church, Wild Goose, Burrowing Owl, Quail’s Gate. Wines aged in a 1:8 replica of the Egyptian pyramids; vineyards run in partnership with a First Nations band; tastings held in award-winning architectural jewels on verdant mountainsides. When the project was done, I knew I had to see the Okanagan for myself. It was merely a question of when.
Now I've come full circle, and I can't wait for it all to begin.
Go Bethany, go!!!! I look forward to living vicariously through you here over the next little while.ReplyDelete
We're glad you're making the flight out from Ottawa and finally getting to see our wonderful wine country first hand! Welcome to Penticton and enjoy WBC!ReplyDelete