
by Katrin Haller, German intern at Delheim
My two days spent harvesting in the Delheim vineyards.
It all started with a romantic picture in my head about working in the vineyards. Idyllic scenery, hard physical work outside while letting your thoughts go, and
even being part of a great product in the end. When I met Nora Sperling-Thiel in Hamburg at a mutual friend’s house, I told her that I would like to work in the vineyards for at least two weeks. She looked at me, laughed and said: “I do not understand why everybody romanticizes working in the vineyards. It´s hard work in a hot climate. After two days you will be tired of it.” “Ah, no problem, that´s what I want”, I thought.
For two days I helped and experienced the harvest in Delheim’s vineyards. I had been looking forward to this for weeks and that’s why I chose Tuesday, the hottest day thus far during my stay at 40°C, and Wednesday, which was a (relatively!) cool 27°C. On Tuesday morning my alarm went off at 5 o´clock. Still dark outside and even the dogs were still asleep. So I packed my cool bag with a 5 litre canister of water and food for the day. Put on long trousers, shirt, solid outdoor boots and a cap. Only my face was not covered, so I put sunscreen on it. From my experience now, I would advise that you take real sun block or use what the workers do: a product called “Gentle Magic”.
At 6am we all met in the yard. Sakkie and Andri briefed us on where and what grapes we were going to be harvesting that day – Merlot. The group split itself into and onto the different transportation vehicles. The whole procession of tractors with trailers and bakkies went up the road to DelVera. I was driving one of the bakkies loaded with my new colleagues. It’s fun driving a roaring pickup, feeling a little bit like an “African cowboy”. DelVera is the Sperling family’s other farm, 6km north-east from Delheim on the R44, where it grows most of its red grapes.

The wonderful array of bags on the pole
At our destination, rows of Merlot stretched out waiting to be picked. Everyone got out of the car or off the trailer and hung their bags on a vineyard pole; a whole collection ranging from plastic bags, to cotton bags, to chic, shiny handbags! The foreman welcomed us and gave instructions on which Merlot grapes we should be picking today, for example to leave the nearly raisiny ones. Equipped with a pair of secateurs to cut the grapes and a crate I followed Herold. He showed me the trick of fast and quality grape picking and how I could avoid cutting myself. Ha ha. At the end of the day I had at least four cuts, which certainly had nothing to do with his teaching. Oh well.
Our harvest team is a mixture out of women and men of different ages. I was wondering why some women wore a yellow cream mask; soon I assumed it to be a sunscreen. As I mentioned at the beginning, this was probably the hottest day, and after a while all my sunscreen had run down my face. I asked my colleague Cynthia what kind of cream they use, and she showed me the bottle of “Gentle Magic”.

Katrin and Cynthia: yellow-faced!
This yellow lotion is an extract from the yellow oak tree and protects your skin from burning. “Just the right thing for me”, I thought, so Cynthia put it on my face. Everybody laughed. Sure, I would not win a beauty contest with it on, but this was not the purpose anyway. Later on I could even help out with my own sunscreen, as you can see.

"Gentle Magic"
Back to the harvest. There is a team doing the picking, a team carrying the full crates to the trailer and a team on the tractor – a driver and the person who sorts the grapes and passes the tokens for every full crate. The pickers get paid by crate, which motivates them to do an “engaged” picking. How quick there are!!! They fill between 60 to 70 crates a day. My contribution was that I helped, the women of course, to fill up their crates with the grapes I picked. I took turns, because as soon you help someone for too long, the first complains start arising. After a case is full they shout in different tunes and volumes that they need a new one: “crate!” the men would shout, and some women would call:”caseeeeeee” or “casee, casee, casee”. In between people sing, some listen to the radio or music, and some crack jokes and motivate each other.

Yellow Me, White You
At 9h00 we had a breakfast break. The women sat down in the shade of the vines and the men played cards. Then the same picking procedure went on until lunch. Everyone was happy to get into the shade at lunch and have a nap under a tree. With the heat on this day it was really important to drink a lot of water – I know that I at least finished my 5 litre container. At three o´clock my body started really getting tired and I motivated myself by telling myself : “Katrin, you started with them and you will finish with them”.
At 16h30 we started packing up and the convoy went home to Delheim. When I arrived back at the offices my colleagues welcomed me and started laughing, because I looked exhausted and dirty, but happy. That evening I really enjoyed the after-work beer and stretching my sore body. I fell asleep by 9pm.

Playing cards
Even though I had quite a lot of sleep, I still felt tired the next morning – but I knew another eventful day was awaiting me. This time we harvested Chenin Blanc grapes at Delheim and then went on to DelVera to pick the Shiraz. The daily schedule was the same as the day before, except that this time I cut myself only once, I got to know more about my new colleagues and I became faster at picking. On the way home that evening, Sabina assured me that everybody feels sore and tired for the first days of harvest. Thank you, that made me feel better.
That evening I saw Nora again and she asked me if I still wanted to spend another 12 days in the vineyards. I looked at her and said: “OK, you were right. So far, at least with the heat, two days is enough.” I truly respect the hard physical work the vineyard teams do. The romantic dissipates as you strive hard to get the grapes in quickly to preserve their quality and earn your living. It was a great intercultural and valuable experience, and I would do it again.

