Day two, bright and shiny. Actually, somewhat overcast, but did we care? Not a jot!!

For this morning, 9am, we were meeting with Chris Tyrrell, and latest edition to the Tyrrell family, to taste through a few vintages of the Vat 1 Hunter Semillon.

Now not to understate this event, we're talking the finest Semillon in the Hunter, with apologies to Mt Pleasant, which makes it the finest Semillon in the country, indeed the world.

So hung over or not, this was going to be a morning to remember, so long as the kombi starts first go...

Not even a temperamental 35 year old German was going to delay this date with wine perfection, and the Qwoff mobile was as keen as we were.

So we rocked up, and Chris was holding a Semillon Masterclass later that morning, which meant a row of 1998's sitting on the counter, which he was critically eyeing for colour variation.

Damn corks.

But he joined us, we sat around a barrel on the dirt floor of the barrel shed, and got stuck into it...