Bitter sweet. That was the feeling I went to bed with last night. Or like Adi said with a nightcap cup of tea in hand, “ek voel ligter, maar ook ‘n bietjie sad.”
On Monday the 16th of November, over a few great wines, a sparkling chocolate mud cake for Callie’s birthday and a very short agenda, we came to the unanimous decision that The Swartland Revolution as we know it has achieved everything we wanted it to achieve.
Collectively the five winemakers, two event organizers, three dedicated wives and numerous other stakeholders that have brought you six fantastic celebrations of wine and all things Swartland, have decided that it has reached its end.
We would like to use this opportunity to extend our gratitude to every single person who has made these six celebrations possible. From the first year when 140 people huddled in the wind around Die Ou Pastorie, to the year we waved our cowboy hats in the air outside the town museum, that time some of you swam in fruit bins at the back of Mama Cucina and all the way through to when the police showed up geared for a riot last year and a few sneaky speak easy drinks in 2015.
Watch out though, we aint done shaping the wine industry anew just yet.