18/06/2026
We tumbled joyfully into Val du Charron Wine & Leisure Estate this afternoon, greeted by Evans at reception with the sort of warmth that makes you feel like a long-lost cousin rather than a guest. The air itself seems to hum with contentment, scented with vines, and though I, as a blind adventurer, cannot see the sweeping views, I can sense the beauty in the careful way every corner seems to glow with care and love.
Our family room is a treasure trove of comforts. Young Tate, aged seven, immediately claimed the top bunk with the zeal of an explorer planting a flag, and is now busily engineering a fort that would put certain medieval castles to shame. Guide dog Sam, ever dignified, has melted into his own plush bed – a veritable throne – surrounded by a scandalous pile of treats that he eyes with the quiet glee of a gourmand.
Meanwhile, Tamlyn has discovered her welcome delight, a little indulgence that she is nibbling at while brewing a cup of coffee. The Grill Room Restaurant, not far from our door, sends out delicious aromas on the late afternoon air, teasing us with the certainty of a dinner feast to come.
If the first hour at Val du Charron is any indication, this weekend will be one of those chapters in family life that you tuck away in your heart, to be dusted off with a smile for years to come.
Looking so forward to spending the next couple of days here indulging in estate grown olives, devouring wine made from the vinyards just meters away and all the time enjoying been cradled by the mountains with the tangle of Bainskloof pass twisting up the hillside not far from us.
We are already blown away and guess what? Winter, is the best time to enjoy a place like this.
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