You've arrived. Look up through the forest of ancient oaks. Cross over a bridge to where the oldest fruit tree still stands. Near here, the first wine cellar was built by Antonie over a century ago.

You pass our cattle grazing silently on open pasture and watch the pigs roam freely under the oaks. It's cold outside.

Past the glass houses decorated with colour. And you climb higher.

Until you see our vineyard perched on the foothills of the imposing Groenlandberg Mountain. This is Chardonnay and Pinot Noir country. Cool climate country.

Time to relax. You venture for a taste at The Pool Room. Farm-to-fork with wines that pair well with good people and great stories.

Almost bed time. And you're spending the night.

Rest easy. You’ve finally discovered Oak Valley.