Nostalgic look back!

Peter Creasey

Peter Creasey
Back in the '80s and '90s, there was a quite tightly knit Prodigy Wine Board that was hugely active. I can remember numerous times when JoAnne would call me to something (like dinner, etc.), then call me again to something (like dinner, etc.), and I would reply "Okay, okay, I only have a few more messages I must deal with."

I was shuffling through some old files this evening and ran across what I have always considered the finest, most classic spontaneous posting I have encountered on a wine board.

It was back in 1990. Ah, those were the hey days of the *P* Wine Board. There were many Board members, most of them now elsewhere, and all members were equal, and contributed mightily to an *P* Wine Board of amazing vitality. And every day brought a new revelation somehow revolving around wine.

In October 1990, I had just posted on a lengthy tasting of old Zins and Petite Sirahs. The note included a slew of Petite Sirahs (or perhaps more accurately, Durifs) from the decade of the '70s. One of the highlights was a SCMV Durif '78 produced by Ken Burnap who was a Board member at that time. The following was a reply Ken posted giving his reminiscences, much to the delight and amusement of all.

Pete, I enjoyed your notes on the older Pets. As I was reading them and noticed that my '78 Durif was included, a flood of memories, more like a nightmare, came to me.

The '78 was the first Durif that I made. In fact, it was the first time that I went a distance away to get fruit from someplace other than Santa Cruz Mountains. The owner seemed like a nice guy, his vines were well tended and the fruit looked great. He said he would only have a couple of tons and I had a 2 ton truck, so I made the 3 hour drive down to his ranch. I got there about mid afternoon, it was hot, they were still picking and he kindly offered me a cool drink and place in the shade to enjoy it. Meanwhile the workers would load my truck for me. Naive error #1.

When the truck was finally loaded at eight that evening, the boxes were stacked higher than elephant's eye, so to speak, with what later turned out 6 tons on a 2 ton truck. Full of cool drink, I decided to go for it rather than have them partially unload the truck. Stupid error #2.

After tip-toeing the truck through the vineyard, I finally got to the highway and slowly built up speed to about 40 mph, only to discover at the first curve that I had no steerage as the front end would lift off the ground at that speed. After some terrifying trial and error, I found that I could influence the direction of the truck at about 22 mph.

After incredible luck on timing the Highway Patrolmen's coffee breaks and an ingenious detour around a weight station, I arrive back at the winery at around 3 AM. I'm home. I'm alive. The grapes are still on the truck and all I have left to do is creep up the very steep driveway to the winery. Naive & stupid mistake #3.

About half way up the hill the front end of the truck rose slowly to the black sky like an overweight albatross trying to take off with a 30 lb salmon, tipped backward until the bed hit the ground and then started sliding sideways back down the hill, finally coming to rest, wedged in the cliff on the side of the driveway.

Miraculously, all but about six boxes of grapes remained tied to the truck and the next morning we eventually got them to the fermentation tank. The wine turned out to be a good one, as your notes indicate, but around here it will always be known as the Durif from Hell.

Ah, the romance of winemaking.

KDB

. . . . . . Pete
 
It was a very good wine, indeed. As was the Pinot Noir from that year.

But what a frightful story -- I never knew! Thanks for posting it.
 
originally posted by Claude Kolm: It was a very good wine, indeed. As was the Pinot Noir from that year.

Claude, Given your appreciation of Burgundies, I would imagine you have a high regard for Ken's (and now Jeff's) Pinot Noirs.

I have bought almost every vintage. And I consider Ken's '88 Pinot Noir to probably be the best domestic Pinot I can recall having (and fortunately, I still have a few bottles that are still drinking just fine, thank you).

. . . . . . Pete
 
Great story, Pete. In retrospect, I missed out on the Prodigy/Compuserve wine boards because, having a stable Internet connection at work since the early '80s, I didn't feel any need for a personal computer or home Internet connection until the mid-'90s. Ah, well. Thanks for sharing.

Mark Lipton
 
originally posted by MLipton: In retrospect, I missed out on the Prodigy/Compuserve wine boards because, having a stable Internet connection at work since the early '80s, I didn't feel any need for a personal computer or home Internet connection until the mid-'90s.

Mark, That is really sad.

You really missed out on some incredibly rich times, especially on the Prodigy, NVN, and Compuserve wine boards.

. . . . . . Pete
 
originally posted by Peter Creasey:

John...

Jeff Emery is the proprietor, winemaker, truck driver, mechanic, wine sales dude, and basically anything else he needs to be

SCMV History

. . . . . . Pete

I guess I was wondering about this: "In the summer of 2004, Ken sold the vineyard property on Jarvis Road, and the winemaking operations for Santa Cruz Mountain Vineyard moved with Jeff to a new location near Boulder Creek, in the Santa Cruz Mountains."
 
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