Waverley Hills Green Awards

Waverley Hills – Organic Overall Winner at the Getaway GREEN WINE Awards 2017

Renowned for its eco-friendly practices and premium certified organic wines, Waverley Hills came out tops in the organic category at this year’s Getaway Green Wine Awards.

Waverley Organic Wines

The Getaway Green Wine Awards competition is formed of three categories which recognise firstly the best organic producers, then those who follow the Integrated Production of Wine (IPW) guidelines and lastly the Leadership in Conservation category. This year a total of 105 wines entered, 55 organic wines and 50 in the IPW category.
The Waverley Hills Grenache 2016 swooped up not only the Best Red Wine but also the Overall Winner award in the organic producer category.
Single varietal Grenache wines are harder to find and this organic Grenache boast flavours of red apples and watermelon. The palate is fresh and long lasting with smooth yet ‘grippy’ tannins. It is sure to be a hit this festive season as it’s a perfect summer red wine and pairs well a braai, mezze platter or with seafood dishes like paella, crayfish or tuna. Available from the cellar at R100 per bottle.

Waverley Hills Viognier Semillon Chardonnay 2015 received the Bloggers Choice Award. This unique blend has beautiful aromatic notes, a fynbos freshness rounded off with tropical fruit flavours and nutty oak aromas. Available from the cellar at R85 per bottle.
For more information about Waverley Hills or to order wines delivered to your door, visit www.waverleyhills.co.za Visit Waverley Hills on Instagram and Twitter . Contact the farm on 023 231 0002.

For full press release on the Green Awards, please visit http://www.greenwineawards.com/

Bosjes a new treat for Wolseley visitors

The magnificent Bosjes has certainly got the Western Cape talking - Samantha Linsell's article and photographs perfectly capture this very unique venue, just 10 minutes from the village of Wolseley.

"Today I got a sneak peek into the very beautiful Bosjes Farm in the Breede River Valley before it’s opening in the middle of this month. I had seen many pictures of its chapel, the design of which was inspired by a bird in flight, but seeing it in the flesh was even more impressive. It is exquisite. From a distance it looks to me like a swan gliding across the water, and is a stunning space to look at and be in.

The property is nestled at the foot of the Waaihoek Mountains and there are panoramic views in every direction. The small boutique guesthouse has 5 luxury suites and gorgeous pool in the middle. The décor has an earthy, natural but contemporary feel that blends into the stark surroundings."

Read the full article here

Photographs and article by Sam Linsell

Wolseley Agrimark puts the swing back

Marlo Lotter, Manager of the Wolseley Agrimark, reported that he was approached by one of their clients, to assist in repairing the swings at the local Malikhanye crèche in Pine Valley, Wolseley.

Without any hesitation, they decided to become involved with the project. They fitted new chains, and built six swings with ordinary motorcar tyres, one with a wooden seat, and a large swing with a tractor tyre.

According to Marlo the project was carried out during the Easter holiday period, and the children were ecstatic on their return when they found that the swings were repaired.

Marlo also thanked Tony Rosendal and the rest of his team for making such a valuable contribution towards the development of the children attending the Malikhanye crèche.

Originally posted on Agri mark website

Thank you Agrimark #wolseleyza for your support in our valley.

29 September 1969

Dit is lente. Tulbagh, Wolseley en Ceres se bome staan vol in bloeisels, te pragtig om te aanskou.

Dit is Maandag 29 September 1969 en almal is besig met die gewone take, maar kort – kort is daar ‘n dreuning wat ons laat frons en wonder waar daar alweer rotse weggeskiet en die aarde verniel word. So 9:30 die aand is ons kamer toe vir ons nagrus. Skaars in die bed of ‘n geweldige dreuning en beweging roep ons regop en uit die bed. Die aarde dreun, my kop is dronk van skrik, toe raak dit erger en erger! Ek spring uit die bed hardloop gang af na my kinders se kamer toe, my man gaan na my ou Vader, wat by ons kuier, se kamer. In die gang maak die vloer soos ontstuimige branders. Ons gryp mekaar en na die mure, struikelend en sukkelend om onsself, die kinders en pappie uit die huis te kry. “Kom vinnig na buite, elkeen met ‘n kombers om en maak gou!” skreeu my man, Roelf.  Die kinders is bewend en huilend en my pappie dood verskrik. Ons is gly, gly oor die ingelegte flesse vrugte en konfyt, dwarsdeur stukkende borde en glase oor die kombuisvloer. Te vinnig om seer te kry. Die mure om ons beweeg nader en weer weg. Niks staan stil nie en mens gryp tevergeefs na iets, alles beweeg! Buite moet ons keer vir elektriese en telefoon-drade wat in die pad afgeruk lê. Verskrik, stilswyend, vraend kyk ons mekaar aan en wonder wat aangaan.

Al wat leef is angsbevange en buite hulle huise. Ons weet nie watter kant toe nie, waar sal ons veilig wees? Alles om ons is stukkend. Ons staan bewend en wag op wat volgende gaan gebeur. Ons kyk op na die berge. Sou dit ook gebewe het? Ons vra hoekom? Wat was dit? Wat gaan ons maak, waarheen, hoe? Almal staan verwonderd, onwetend, onseker en bang!

“Kinders… kyk die vure in die berge. Is dit nie die wedekoms nie?” vra sê my ou vader met angsbevange gesag. Die kinders huil! Roelf sê net, “Pa.” Ons staan nader aan mekaar en die harte klop sodat ons gewaar en bewus is van elkeen se nabyheid. Bewus van die almagtige se almag. Dit was nie meer vir ons lente nie, maar ‘n vreemde wêreld. Alles is stukkend en deurmekaar.

Ons is bang vir ons huise met die bewende mure. Daar is geen water en geen krag. Ons is bang, bang en stukkend! Waar moet ons begin?

Ons het weer na alles opgestaan en opnuut besef dat ons niks is nie!

Elke jaar en selfs weer op die aand van 29 September 2016 rondom 10 uur se kant, lui die kerkklokke van Tulbagh, Wolseley en Ceres net om ons weer bewus te maak van ons swakheid, ons einlike niks wees…

Immanuel

Skrywe: Christene Zeeman

History of wolseley 1969 earthquake