I'm still waiting...

Enjoying a spectacular Indian summer in Vancouver, the Okanagan seems far behind us. A good time was had by all - especially the trainspotters, who rejoiced in the Kettle Valley Railway. Ah, the power of steam... However, the encumbrance of three children under six, whilst being, in other respects, an enduring joy and an inestimable blesssing, meant that 'une petite dégustation' was not really on the agenda. Still, we managed to drink a fair amount of palatable wine from regions other than Canada's finest, so cannot complain. Take, for example, the Rasteau - Domaine des Escaravailles - 2003. 'Joli nez de fruits noirs, de cerise et de pruneau cuit...' Very fine, consumed next to a firepit after a hearty helping of barbecued BC bison, particularly when accompanying goat's cheese from Salt Spring Island. Or the more prosaic J and F Lurton Pinot Gris from Mendoza, or the said Lurtons' Les Salices, Viognier Pays d'Oc - both around the $19/$20 mark - 'Tuesday drinking' as my neighbour, Derek, the 'delicious dad' terms it.
On the Okanagan front, however, in the immortal words of Diana Ross - 'I'm still waiting'...