Monday, November 8, 2010

Mosel

Having heard so much about the area with Helen working on Reisling import to the UK, I was thrilled to finally be overhead the Mosel on a clear day. What a place! Meandering (German word they tell me) river through steep steep vine plantations.




I am no huge white drinker but I always have time for a fruity acidic Mosel resling. I don't know why it is so untreandy or so inexpensive. People would pay you to take planted plots off their hands up here. If Champagne can club together, price fix and market what they grow there so ridiculously successfully, I think the Mosel producers should be able to do even better. Strange world that we live in. That is for sure.




The club at Neumagen Dhron is like no other that I've seen to date. People drive in from an hour or two away each weekend, live in their campers, cook huge communal meals together and then work on the club buildings and planes and fly (glide) when the weather allows. We made day trips out to Trier, the oldest town in Germany and Ider Oberstein, centre of Gem and stone trading.

Roman 'Black Gate' at Trier



Ider Oberstein. Wow!




Everyone was telling us that when we flew in to Ider Oberstein, to ensure that we ate the local Schwengk Braten (grilled pork). Cooked on this grill in the middle of the airfield 'cafe', it was indeed spectacular in a typically unfussy German way.




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