The name, Hawkers Gate, is borrowed from a gate along Australia’s great dog fence, about 250 km north of Broken Hill. Here the fence forms the border between South Australia and New South Wales.

It’s a part of the country I love. A dusty place of station tracks, sand dunes and the remnants of old homesteads. It can be a challenging place too, for when it rains, the clay-based tracks quickly turn into a slippery quagmire, which adds its own sense of excitement. The feeling and passion I have for places such as this is reflected in my wine, hence the adoption of the Hawkers Gate name. It’s a great place that I recommend you visit on your way to Cameron Corner and Innamincka.

So visit Hawkers Gate, and do it in style with a bottle of Hawkers Gate wine under your arm.