There was a single block of older vine Pinot Noir, planted to a well sunlit north facing slope, which had grown quite comfortable in their clay loam soils after twenty splendid vintages. Choice clones of Nebbiolo were grafted atop the responsive rootstock and a marvelous wine began to flow. A month of macerations, wild ferments and an extended term of sixteen months in a cooper's pick of well seasoned French oak puncheons. A big, beautiful bouquet of rose petals, savouryness and spice, Nebbiolo's renowned power and decorum over a booty of graceful, bitter chocolate tannins.