
Kimbolton Wines on your lips, guilt off your shoulders—what happens when nothing’s planned but everything clicks?
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When life slows down and the wine tastes like sunshine
Sip, snack, and stay a little longer at Langhorne Creek’s favourite rooftop escape
There’s something quietly powerful about having nothing to do. No deadlines, no traffic, no pressure to tick a box. Just a bottle of chilled rosé, a grazing box with gooey brie and local olives, and that sweeping Langhorne Creek view—ripe vines stretching across the paddocks like nature’s patchwork quilt. That’s what you get perched on the rooftop at Kimbolton Wines—a family-run gem where time seems to bend in your favour.
One moment we were juggling a map, wondering how to fill an afternoon. Twenty minutes later? Feet up, faces turned to the sun, fingers grazing smoked almonds between sips of rosé so crisp it practically tastes like the weekend.
“We wanted a splash of local flavour. Kimbolton became the memory we didn’t know we were craving.”
Why this spot keeps popping up on conversations and camera rolls
It hits different because it’s not trying too hard. The shipping container cellar door is clever without being flashy. The staff treat you like family—not in a cheesy ‘Hi guys!’ way, but with genuine warmth, patience and that low-key knowledge you only get from people who grew up among the vines.
The rooftop deck? That’s where the real magic happens. Grab a glass (or a flight if you’re feeling curious), kick back under the umbrellas and just be there. Some places feel like a checklist. This one feels like a favourite hoodie—familiar, comforting, and hard to leave behind.
A flavour line-up that hits across the board
Sure, Langhorne Creek does a mean Cabernet but don’t sleep on their Mediterranean stars. Kimbolton’s Montepulciano was a conversation starter at every table—deep plum notes with just the right swagger. And the Fiano? Bright, citrusy, and asking for another bite of marinated feta.
- Rosé – Dry, crisp, and endlessly drinkable. Our choice for a sunny arvo.
- Montepulciano – Bold, plum-forward, perfect with a salty cracker and local cheddar.
- Fiano – Light, citrus-driven, and a must if you're usually a Sauvignon drinker.
The view’s not filtered—and neither are the stories
We chatted with Nicole, one half of the sibling duo running the show. She had that grounded vibe of someone who’s watched harvests come and go and still gets excited talking about soil and shovels. “We’re not trying to be fancy,” she said, “we just love giving people something real—good wine, and a nice spot to enjoy it.”
That ethos spills into everything—from the kids’ activities so parents can actually enjoy a tasting, to the partnership with local producers for cheese pairings that actually mean something. It’s not slap-your-name-on-a-cracker kind of local. It’s proudly, properly local—the kind that remembers your name if you pop in twice.
No hard sell. Just an easier way to feel more alive.
There’s a shift that happens the moment you set down your phone and stop ‘doing’ the day. Suddenly, you're in it. The warm breeze off the vines, the clink of glasses from the next table, the hit of dill from a cracker that unexpectedly stole the show. There's a clarity in that stillness—where the world shrinks down to you, the view, and a second pour of rosé.
If you’re the type who needs every trip to ‘achieve something’—maybe this is your achievement. Let spontaneity win. Drive out, grab a table, and tear into a grazing box without slicing a single thing yourself.
Used to plan every minute. Now? We schedule in the art of doing sweet nothing—a rosé at a time.
Don’t overthink your next day trip. Just head to the Creek, follow the vines to the shipping containers, and trust the view to do most of the work from there.
Cheers,
Candeece
I blog about Strathalbyn and the surrounding area and my mission is to highlight all the small businesses, organisations and events that make our region great. Please reach out if you would like to be involved with guest blogging.
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