99 Bottles…
Rediscovering my own backyard has been one of the unexpected joys of returning to Montana to run the Schoolhouse. There has always been a pioneer spirit out here. It can manifest itself in many ways, usually of the rugged variety.
At least, that was the image of the pioneers from my youth. Sure we had cowboys, but vintners? Missoula certainly didn’t have a winery - but now there are several.
That’s my kind of pioneer!
casks of wine awaiting bottling
Needless to say, as an enthusiastic consumer of wine, I was delighted when my dear friend Kate invited me to experience the bottling process at Lake Missoula Cellars.
You see, Kate is an expert of the vine. She knows about this stuff. She writes about it for the local newspaper and on her blog. When in the company of this bonne viviante, doors readily open and wine corks fly from the bottles!
remnants of the savoured fruits of the vine
The bottling process was fascinating, but I must confess, the tasting that followed was what I really enjoyed!
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