2016 L'enfant du Pape
Club Member Price: $54
The sun slowly starts its set above the painted desert, splashing multitudinous colors as if from a giant brush, stroked in a sinuous motion across the raw and dangerous American West. In bunches dangling from strings, dark blood-red chilis adorn entranceways, hanging and swinging from square nails in the slight monsoonal breeze. Clouds whisk across the skies, a sense of cool developing in the late evening air. A pinon feather finds its slow way down to earth. From a passing hawk perhaps?
Now, how did the day slip so far along, he wonders? It’s time to seek shelter for the night, and the pungent smoke of a mesquite wood fire, loose tobacco rolled between callused but competent fingers into impossibly thin cigarettes. The smell of horse sweat, wool blankets, charred flesh and bone, sage, flint and tanned leather are constants. This is the land of the old spirits; they came with the moon, the sun and the stars, wind, water and Mother Earth. Succor may be found by those living in balance and harmony with nature. This world is no place for fools.
39% Grenache, 23% Syrah, 23% Mourvédre, 15% Petite Sirah
notes by Clay Selkirk, winemaker & all-around cowboy