One day in the rolling hills of New Zealand, a local named Patti was tending to his sheep when a confused bloke approached him.

"Kia Ora! My son and I are looking for the vineyard in Marlborough where the sauvignon blanc grapevines are abundant and hearty," the bloke said.

"Ah! Make a right at the lone Nikau just up the road" Patti responded.

Satisfied with the directions, the bloke hopped back into his car and told his son to keep his eyes open for the "lonely cow". Together, the father and son searched eagerly for a lonely cow but after what seemed like hours they found themselves right back on Patti’s farm.

"G’day, again," said Patti.

"Sorry to bother you, but we’ve searched forever and have yet to find the lonely cow. We’ve seen plenty of sheep but no cows!" the bloke said.

With a hearty laugh and a sip of his cuppa, Patti responded, "No worries mate, you seem to have found yourself in the wop-wops with a dag like me giving you directions. I meant take a right at the lone Nikau tree, not the lonely cow."

The bloke and his son finally found the Nikau tree standing alone with its bright red fruits and blooming mauve flowers. There beside it along the coast was the most beautiful vineyard they had ever seen – ripe with bunches of grapes that would eventually produce wonderful Sauvignon Blanc. When it came time to name this wine, there was nary a quibble. And that’s the story of Lonely Cow.

Cheers!