“Always focus on the front windshield and not the review mirror.” ~ Colin Powell
The head rancher spent two weekends at Cal Poly at a vineyard management seminar, which was quite timely, because this is the year the grapes are going to be the lush envy of all Paso (in our heads). He returned eager to employ all his new-found skills, which worked out perfectly, because in the two weekends his head was being stuffed with information, his grapevines were growing in an out-of-control manner and needed shoot thinning and leaf pulling and spraying.
What was so very impressive was the careful consideration each judge gave to each wine, and if it was determined that a wine, perhaps, had become oxidized, requests were made for a new bottle to be opened and poured, with new glasses, giving each wine every benefit of the doubt and opportunity to shine. The Competition was run under the auspices of Bob Foster, Chief Judge, who tirelessly travels around the country, even when recuperating from a serious illness, to oversee many of the big wine competitions, which are important marks of achievement for any winemaker, be they a home winemaker, a garagiste, or a commercial winery. One must have goals and standards of excellence, and as each goal is achieved, new goals must be set.
Speaking of which, the rancho's 2011 and 2012 wines were tasted, topped, and then topped with a layer of argon. What say we about them? Could this be the year that others actually have a bottle of our wine in their hands? Quite possibly, but we'll keep you guessing. Will the wines be described as bursting with jam, smooth, with a hint of cocoa, accompanied by a dash of black pepper? One can hope. As always, it would be the preference of the chief winemaker that terms such as "wet weasel" or "baby vomit" not be the critical acclaim the wine receives -- and we mean critical.
As this blog is being written, deer fencing is being installed on the land above the water tanks and solar panels, on which is planned the planting of another block of olive trees, this time, 100 trees, which are slated to be planted next spring.
So, while the lavender dries, the grapes grow, the olives grow, the wine matures, the olive oil awaits its marketing blitz, it is time for these ranchers to put out the "Gone Fishin'" sign and head off into the sunset, to a highly secret location, where we cannot be found, so that sufficient energy can be regenerated for a month of happy visits with tiny tots and their parents, visits to the Ravine Waterpark, vine netting, and beginning our preparation for harvest.
Happy trails!
The Winemaker & Olive Oil Bottler
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