One glance at the label sends me sailing headlong into the Sea of Smiles; 68% Zinfandel, 16% Carignane, 16% Petite Sirah. Wonderful.
With 43 vintages under the belt, there is a substantive amount of compare-and-contrast on offer as regards our Geyserville. As with any of our single-vineyard designations, there is, by design and of necessity, a certain amount of pendular aesthetic swing on a vintage-to-vintage basis; the wines wouldn’t be honest to their respective terroirs if there wasn’t: Mother Nature does not repeat herself, neither should a wine. (That said, Geyserville always tastes like Geyerville, making it always unlike any other wine. One man’s semi-humble opinion!)
Anyhow, the point being, different vintages have different personalities, and in terms of my personal aesthetic preferences, I tend to prefer the years where the supporting cast of mixed blacks has a larger role, so to see a full 16% of both Carignane and Petite Sirah in the blend just flat out makes me happy.
So, on to the wine itself:
Lovely aromatics: a great spread of North American autumnal spice & a more exotic international spice spectrum; notes of cardamom in particular. All this juxtaposed against rich, ripe fruits and a succulent hint of honeysuckle … perfectly round mouthfeel at point-of-entry, with an unexpectedly dark underlayer supporting an architecture of utterly vivacious acidity and winsome yet strangely present tannins … mid-palate shows a mitigated robustness that expresses more refinement than muscularity, and is permeated through and through with multi-tiered complexities redolent of spice-box herbality and coarse-ground pepper; both white and black … the finish is almost polite, asking little of the palate other than genuine appreciation for time spent in fine, witty, and urbane company; in short, elegance, refinement, class, integrity, and complexity. Geyserville, perfect company for a perfect evening.