I stopped by Saturday, too, and was surprised to meet the Chermettes there - the announcement said they'd only be present Friday evening. They are a charming couple, and Peter Weygandt, who was also there, helped me communicate with them despite my sad French. I dare say, though I've only been to the outlet a few times, the crew there has been flawlessly courteous and helpful each time.
I found the Traditionelle (vines on average 60 years old) a bit stern and the Coeur de Vendages (as Yule says, 100-year-old vines) slightly richer, deeper, and more relaxed; lush was not a word that came to mind (illustrating the variance in drinker sensibilities). Similarly, the Moulin-a-Vent Tres Roches, to me, was deep and intense for a young cru Beaujolais, but miles away from polished, with slick well over the horizon.
The basic Chermettes bottling was one the best Beaujolais I've tasted at this level, all prickly and in-your-palate, while the Vissoux Brouilly, for some reason, once again failed to make an impression with me. Alas, the Fleurie Garants was not poured.
Also spotted Jonathan their, preparing for his annual ordeal in France; sorry to have missed Howard and Yule.