At home on Monday I was woken at 12.07am with the house shaking violently. Turbulence, it seems, isn't confined to the air.
Between those two scary phenomena I had the honour of witnessing this province pick up three major crowns at said awards.
Initially the night belonged to Marlborough and Central Otago. My colleagues from those regions at adjacent tables reminded me of that ruthlessly. (Tends to happen when the fourth estate mixes with the wine estates).
Mercifully, after receiving a text towelling for three-quarters of the show, I was saved by the Mission Estate and Villa Maria's category wins.
Compared with the regional wine awards, the national format is naturally more parochial.
So it should be.
Winemakers claiming their vines are the varietal's true provenance (despite judges often finding otherwise) is both fun - and essential to healthy industry competition.