What’s on for Breakfast

Besides coffee, eggs, bacon, snags, beans, hash browns and OJ there will be plenty of information to digest and discuss regarding the future of the Wine Industry in the Riverland.


Imagine, we’ve come from eighth place on the ladder and we’re in the GF. The half time siren has gone and we’re six goals down. So what do we do during the break? Relax, sit back, have a few beers, blame the umpires, blame the supporters, blame the media or do we get in a huddle and work out the best way to turn the game around; Most definitely the latter.

Notwithstanding the crushing financial pressures of the past decade, the Riverland’s commitment to the Australian Wine industry over that time is something to celebrate and to build on. Whether measured in value, volume, jobs, R&D or contribution to regional wealth, the Riverland is still number one of all the regions in Australia. Its reputation for consistency, reliability and adaptability are second to none. The fact is however; we are still six goals down. In other words we ‘ve played to our capacity in the first half but we are not bridging the (debt) gap.

So what do we do? We get in our huddle and we work out the best way to turn the game around. We’ve done that; so let’s fast forward to three quarter time. We kicked into the wind and we’ve reduced the deficit; we’re just seven points down with a quarter to go.

Come to one of the breakfast huddles and get involved for the last quarter. Good strategies take time. They must be constantly reviewed and revised. If you have not yet booked for one of the breakfasts contact Kate straightaway phone 8584 5816 or email.  If none of these times suit, let Kate know and we’ll organise some evening meetings.

Waikerie Hotel
Tuesday, September 13,

Berri Hotel
Thursday, September 15

Renmark Hotel
Tuesday, September 20

Loxton Hotel
Thursday, September 22

If you are still not convinced you want to play in the last quarter, perhaps reflect for a few minutes on a famous quote ‘The Man in The Arena’ from a speech delivered by Theodore Roosevelt in Paris, in 1910.

It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better.  The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood;  who strives valiantly; who errs, who comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error  and  shortcoming;  but  who  does  actually  strive  to  do  the  deeds;  who  knows  great enthusiasms, the great devotions; who spends himself in a worthy cause; who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement, and who at the worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who neither know victory nor defeat.

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