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mark’s harvest: 16 sept (plus, plus…)

By Marko de Morey de la Vosne on September 17, 2014 #harvests#vintage 2014

Sacre bleu. The heat. Got in my car in the village to come down to the cuverie for the wi-fi and it was 29 degrees C.

We started pre 7.30 finishing Gevrey 1er Combottes from Monday evening. All that was needed even at that time was a t shirt (honestly) – well, plus the pants etc ! Beautiful sunrise as we worked to finish Combottes – sorry, but had left my camera in the Citroen Jumpy on this occasion. For the camera phobes I’m using a (very new) Canon G16 – auto settings as I’m still trying to figure out how it works, not ideal I guess but gotta start somewhere. On reflection its maybe a bit posh for a vendange (dirty, wet, sticky hands etc) so am having to be very careful how I use it. It has a posh leather look Megagear brown case to protect it from excess but………………………Maybe I should have used daughter Charlotte’s trusted (by me) fetching pink Fuji as that’s more pocketable and has survived 2 or 3 vendanges already. I have it with me c.o.n

From Combottes we moved to Morey 1er Blanchards and commenced down by Morey Clos Solon working our way upslope to the village. I’m sorry if I’m going to be continually repetitive but super quality grapes again. Some bits of rot but compared to past years that’s nothing. Am intrigued how Bill will find things when he gets started. All seem ripe enough, not uncommon for bunches to come off without secateurs – any who want to be last of the late brigade well, errr, I wouldn’t want to be.

From Blanchards back to a biggie – Clos de la Roche. Gosh it was busy along there, loads of domaines vehices jostling the verges – I can’t recall when we’ve all seemed ‘at it’ at once 😉 . Grapes in CdlR – yes, you’ve guessed it. Lots of millerandage as well. Nice !

From CdlR cross village to Chambolle 1er Sentiers, near Morey Ruchots and Roumier’s Clos de la Bussiere (one of my all time favourite wines in any vintage no matter what the critics say). Was tres chaud now, sun broiling down on us. We got half way to the wall below the road and halt called (I didn’t realise at first – not uncommon !) for lunch. One of the beauties of this year, and the very dry ground, is that the twice daily bucket washing ritual is a quick breeze compared to when its muddy and wet as anyone who’s cleaned a load of buckets and/or plastic cases will know !!! Lunch:- no idea what the dodgy looking starter was so I passed – looked like some form ofsmal beans or lentils in an un appetising grey stodge (errr, no). I waited for the hot chicken pieces and mixed veg to appear – yum. Followed by the obligatory cheese then little pots of cream caramel. Coffee followed copious amounts of water for all and white and red wine if desired (Aligote and a fruity PTG – no labels so no idea of annee, haven’t asked yet).

Afternoon back to Sentiers, by the heck it was hot now and most were wearing hats. Dopey draws moi wasn’t but will be tomorrow if its the same. Apres Sentiers a quick hop along to Noirots which was despatched in painstaking if efficient fashion – just too hot to try and go fast. After Sentiers a rest fortunately en camion for the trip to the other side of Nuits-St-Georges and NSG 1er Les Porrets – just under Gouges Clos etc. Looking up at a stone quarry Bill, pics to follow idc. This NSG plot is non domaine and the grapes are bought in, picked by us, via Cyprien’s negoce licence. Then back to Chambolle again (traffic was v heavy both ways) and one of my favourite sites, Chambolle 1er Chatelots. Its not big at all and didn’t take us long to do Arlaud’s few rows but to me as a place it has an air of calm, peace and tranquillity more than some. Early finish treat just before half five and tres welcome as je suis knackered, hot, sweaty, grubby, stiff and the rest. Don’t think I’ve ever drunk so much water in my life in a day as today. Funny moment at Noirots as we finished as we all had a water break. Its poured from a plastic barrel thing like you buy cheap wine in and is refillable. Cups were in short supply so I suggested to Herve (Arlaud – in control of the vessel) that he pour straight into my mouth – I wasn’t proud ! Big mistake as seizing his opportunity Herve poured into my mouth a la water boarding then moved in a flash to pour it over my head to vast hilarity all round leaving me looking like an entrant in a wet t shirt contest – well, not really, am way too old, wrong sex and lacking some things ! I honestly thought I’d lost my contact lenses for a moment or two but all was well and only now have I realised I dried out in a flash without noticing. Now for selectng photos – bit of a job as I daren’t send Bill too many for file size but there’s plenty to choose from ! If folk prefer certain shots e.g scenes, grapes, people or whatever then let me know via response on Bill’s site and I’ll try to oblige.

A bientot. Cuverie clean up goes on noisily outside and in the tank hall – I’m sat out the back using an old bureau and connected to the wi-fi via sticking my laptop power cable (battery is fcuk’d, sorry ‘gone’) into the plug which normally powers the credit card machine ! Until tomorrow !!!

As a precursor to another tale from my Sunday Morey arrival involving Monsieur Jean Raphet, me, and two bottles of Raphet 2000 Clos de Vougeot GC here’s some photos to wet the appetite.

Photos are M Raphet with his bottle (he’s a lovely guy and much happier than he looks), and bottle and my glass (before I emptied it with relish, wow, was it good !).

Odoul-Coquard was another place I popped into on spec Sunday late p.m. having met the highly likeable, tres friendly Sebastian in London in January. I also met here :- Dad, Thierry, and quel surprise, Edith, Herve Arlaud’s girlfriend – quite what Edith was doing there I’m not sure (think she might be office employed). I also ended up intimate friends with the high rise triage table team, balanced as I was precariously on a step ladder looking at the triage (well hardly !) of Chambolle 1er Baudes which they were all happily enthusing over – the grapes did indeed look special with none I saw going in the waste !! Must make a note – Odoul-Coquards 2014 Chambolle Baudes – pls get behind me in an an orderly queue, I’m first ! Also had a peep in the tight, compact, garage style cuverie as Sebastian insisted I say ‘Hallo’ to Patrick who was ensconsed in there doing something precarious (on his own !) tipping a crate of grapes by forklift into a tank (as I’ve seen Arlaud do albeit in more safe looking fashion !!! Patrick’s exercise had a side show of a billowing dry ice type (sulphur ?) stuff at the top of the tank which might have put some amateur heavy metal rock band efforts to shame ! Said my goodbye’s with regrets – they were a great bunch and bar Sebastian briefly in London I’d never met them before – that’s Burgundian folk in my general experience (one Chassagne/St Aubin grower’s office I assume nasty lady last year who shooed me off the threshold post vendange was an exception – won’t be going back there again !) .

O-C Photos ici !

mark’s harvest: 14+15 sept…

By Marko de Morey de la Vosne on September 15, 2014 #harvests#vintage 2014

Bonjour! Tres fantastic day – wow the weather, phew what a scorcher and the grape quality and quantity ? Maybe the best in quality terms I’ve ever seen at Arlaud and Cyprien’s quietly happy I think.

Arrived 16.00 hrs Sunday so had a quick photo session between the Aralud cuverie and the village accommodation. Got talking firstly to Regis Forey and crew in Morey village and then, later, Pierre Amiot and gang in Gevrey 1er Combottes.

Didnt take any this afternoon as we spent most of it (until 17.00 hrs) in Morey village below the RN 74 where the grapes, in my rows at least were just amazing – 2009 all over again ?

For the record today we did, in order :-
Morey 1er Millandes (just by Odoul-Coquard)
Morey ‘Clos Solon’ – Cyprien has bottled it as Clos Solon since 2012 – I want some !!!
Charmes-Chambertin (the best bit, high up, across the road from Latricieres) – super grapes here as well
Lunch – grated carrot thing starter, nice pieces of pork steaks and pasta, tarte au pomme, fromage selection
Morey Village as above
Gevrey 1er Combottes – started at 17.00 hrs – to finish.


Monday. First 3 pics are just scenes . Next three are grape shots from a plot just up-slope very close to the cemetery wall in Rue Tres Girard:

a vendangeur’s (pictoral) tale… (part dix)

By Marko de Morey de la Vosne on October 29, 2013 #harvests#vintage 2013

But actually, days 11 and 12 – 11 being the last harvest day.

The wood burning stove thing looked like something out of an illicit still operation from the backwoods Southern USA. Très bizarre! Romain A was using it to heat ‘pure’, for bio purposes, very hot water although the initial lighting of the wood using a blow torch(!) A large vessel containing the water being heated sat on top of the stove with a plastic pipe running from it to draw off hot water. Romain was using the hot water to clean the screw thread mechanism thingie from the destemmer which was caked in a black gunge. Using the hot water and a scraper he got the metal parts back to clean, bare, metal using the wood stove heated hot water – this took up most of the day I think.

I could quite easily have brought Mystique home with me. Reckon he enjoyed the vendange as much as anybody & a return to quiet and no occupation at the Arlaud village maison & yard will be a little odd for him at first – doubtless his bird and rodent hunting activities will fill his days !

a vendangeur’s (pictoral) tale… (part neuf)

By Marko de Morey de la Vosne on October 24, 2013 #harvests#vintage 2013

And whilst this is part nine, note it’s not day nine – it’s day ten as we had one day off…

a vendangeur’s (pictoral) tale… (part eight)

By Marko de Morey de la Vosne on October 23, 2013 #harvests#vintage 2013

Day 8, the Thursday, 10th Oct 2013, one week after the start of the Arlaud vendange saw us experience the worst weather to date by some margin, and for me, to then the most seriously unpleasant weather I’d ever experienced in a vendange. It had rained heavily overnight and was much colder. We commenced under dark, cloudy, skies c 7.30 a.m. by finishing Morey 1er cru ‘Cheseaux’ from the previous afternoon.

About 8.30 a.m. it started to rain and gradually got heavier. I carried on picking keeping low to the vines for shelter without realisingI’d been abandoned, not understanding the en francais calls to do so. By the time I was shouted in to join the others and got to one of the double cab trucks with a vacancy I was extremely cold and wet and with a full realisation I had not dressed that morning with enough layers. I really feared for my subsequent health. Things were so bad Herve Arlaud went back to base for unheard of coffee (none of which made it to our camion) and also boxes of gloves of some sort as many of the younger vendangeurs were picking gloveless which must have been horrific.

The grapes in Cheseaux were actually pretty nice, unlike the weather. Once the rian eventually stopped, although it was sort of in the air all morning, we finished Cheseaux and moved on to Blanchards. I remained cold and wet all morning – it really was a gritted teeth, shivering, exercise to get through to lunch – before I started to eat I spent betwen 5/10 minutes leaning on the refectory log stove getting warm again. A very, very, very testing and most unpleasant morning – partly my own fault for not being more appropriately dressed but looking back count myself fortunate not to derive at least a cold if not something more serious.

As the song says “Things could only get better”. They did for the sunny afternoon concentrating on the 5 ha plot of Bourgogne Roncevie (5 passes by the full team), but little did we know it that Day 8 was a precursor of worse horrors for Day 10 & 11 on the Hautes-Cotes.

a vendangeur’s (pictoral) tale… (part seven)

By Marko de Morey de la Vosne on October 22, 2013 #harvests#vintage 2013


a vendangeur’s (pictoral) tale… (part six)

By Marko de Morey de la Vosne on October 15, 2013 #harvests#vintage 2013

We finished lunchtime, praise be the lord, after another testing episode – it was so cold first thing back on that damn Haut Cotes de Nuit plateau, with a claggy mist exacerbating the cold, that my jacket had ice on the left arm (honestly) and you can imagine what one’s hands felt like – yes, blocks of ice. Really bad. Herve was shamed into a mid break before we turned back for a second pass with coffee and croissants supplied – sun out by then. Absolutely without a shadow of doubt THE most testing vendange one can imagine with a legacy of ailments for your’s truly who’s semi crippled. Cyprien agreed with me earlier this p.m the grapes from here were depressingly bad with rot, although deceptively looked good at the start . This is another new, first time for this year, terroir where Cyprien told me he had not had the ability to manage the vineyard how he’d have wished and that it was way too prolific. Flippin freezin again now sat typing here at the back of the cuverie and my RSI’d right arm is going bonkers – really painful. Hey ho !

a vendangeur’s (pictoral) tale… (part 4)

By Marko de Morey de la Vosne on October 12, 2013 #harvests#vintage 2013

Our intrepid vendangeur is now battling a little RSI, the cold, the wet…

a vendangeur’s (pictoral) tale… (part 3)

By Marko de Morey de la Vosne on October 09, 2013 #harvests#vintage 2013

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