The vines at actor Sam Neill's original, organically farmed vineyard in Gibbston Valley are now over 25 years old, and the resulting wines are better than ever. The color of raspberry juice, this vintage is, to put it bluntly, sexy as hell. The perfume is evocative, a fruit bowl of cranberry and other red berries with florals, tree sap and spice. Then, after all that prettiness, the tannins hit you, unexpectedly muscular yet filigreed. They juxtapose the delicate crunch of fresh fruit. It doesn't quite carry the complexity of the Fusilier, but it's the height of elegance and deliciousness nonetheless.
The vines at actor Sam Neill's original, organically farmed vineyard in Gibbston Valley are now over 25 years old, and the resulting wines are better than ever. The color of raspberry juice, this vintage is, to put it bluntly, sexy as hell. The perfume is evocative, a fruit bowl of cranberry and other red berries with florals, tree sap and spice. Then, after all that prettiness, the tannins hit you, unexpectedly muscular yet filigreed. They juxtapose the delicate crunch of fresh fruit. It doesn't quite carry the complexity of the Fusilier, but it's the height of elegance and deliciousness nonetheless.
The vines at actor Sam Neill's original, organically farmed vineyard in Gibbston Valley are now over 25 years old, and the resulting wines are better than ever. The color of raspberry juice, this vintage is, to put it bluntly, sexy as hell. The perfume is evocative, a fruit bowl of cranberry and other red berries with florals, tree sap and spice. Then, after all that prettiness, the tannins hit you, unexpectedly muscular yet filigreed. They juxtapose the delicate crunch of fresh fruit. It doesn't quite carry the complexity of the Fusilier, but it's the height of elegance and deliciousness nonetheless.