Shiraz grows like it wants to fly away – especially on the precarious slopes of our windswept mountain. Hand-dug holes on the rockiest aspect of our farm keep these vines anchored in the bedrock of our dreams. Eight nerve-racking years of patient vine husbandry slipped into memories and historical weather data before we excitedly welcomed an intense, but small crop into our winery. A further two winters resting in barrel rewarded us with the essence of mother nature’s humbling power and magnificence.
