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Golf Australia Express : Issue 10
Amadio Pinot Grigio Rated: 93 Points by James Halliday “The Australian Wine Companion 2011” Pink-bronze; an almost startlingly perfumed and aromatic bouquet of pear, lychee and musk is reflected on the palate, although less intensely; has good balance and mouth feel. Amadio Sangiovese Rated: 91 Points by James Halliday “The Australian Wine Companion 2011” Has a considerable volume of aroma and flavour, with cherry stone, multi-spice and sour cherry all intermingling and strongly expressive of the variety. Amadio Reserve Block 2a Shiraz Rated: 94 Points by James Halliday “The Australian Wine Companion 2011” Has retained excellent hue; the bouquet and palate live up to the promise of the colour, providing bright fruit flavours, dark berry and chocolate nuances. Quality cork, properly inserted. 101011_41068 “To buy online or view our local stockist map, simply go to www.amadiowines.com/shop” IREMEMBER WHEN Jack turned 30. It was celebrated, of course, on The Course with fine cut greens resonating the sun and spring sent a glow through the air that had not been there for a while. There were five groups playing the round and beer stops cheered the shots. A time of no rushing. And looking back it’s odd, you know, thinking of the reasons to play— sometimes in competition, sometimes in fun and others that celebrate. Another kind of game, almost the Big Match but harder because no one cares—you’re just playing a game, so don’t worry. That’s what makes it so challenging. Putting on the fifth after a beer a hole. It’s fine. Doesn’t matter. Watch them go in. n then end, and when we really look at ourselves, these are the days we play for. Everything else is merely preparation—the competitions, the matches with grudges and mates. The practice fairways and putting greens. Lessons and many an expert tip solemnly delivered at the bar. All this for those magic few days in a life when you play a game in the lightness of being and purpose of place. The magic of a special day spent on the golf course. And if that’s the case we better get on it, because you never know when those days will come along. It could be this summer. It could be in a month. And we, as a collection of golfers, need to be ready. This is a Call to Clubs—a bugle call to the first green, flag waving in gentle wind from left to right, better watch that. Just aim for the tree over there. A post winter alarm that rings a bell sounding through the flowers, echoing in the grass—it wanders through the trees with me in search of a missing ball. It’s calling you and calling me and now’s time to listen—the Pied Piper’s got a bucket of balls, and he’s on a mission. Anyway, that was almost 10 years ago now. Still special like it’s new. And I reckon even Tiger would only have had a few of those days in his life. OTG NOT EVERY GAME SHOULD BE TREATED LIKE THE BIG MATCH. SOMETIMES IT’S THAT MUCH BETTER JUST TO ENJOY YOUR SURROUNDS, WRITES WILL HONE. AH, THOSE GOOD OL’DAYS with Will Hone IN HONING