by Caspar Bowes

Morey-St-Denis vineyardsAfter a grim start to the day the evening sky is now clear above Beaune. Having paled to turquoise and darkened to a deeper blue, it is now peppered with salty stars and the moon, but a slip of rind two nights back, is now the full slice of nacred melon.Driving north on the p…

The sky outside Domaine Jean Pascal this afternoonI left home at 09h40 yesterday morning and immediately started to encounter some of the most classically endowed Sunday driving imaginable. This activity continued right up to the time I hit the far side of the Eurotunnel and included a period on the…

Why I can no longer add photographs to my blog  is starting to frustrate me beyond reason. I will enquire of Google as to the reasons. In any event, here's the day's round up.I left home at 09h40 yesterday morning and immediately started to encounter some of the most classically endowed Sunday …

The hills of the Barbaresco commune, with the Rabaja vineyard in the foregroundThe landscape of this part of Italy lies like great folds of earthy cloth, so perfectly summing up the word foothills that the name Piemonte slips over the vineyards like a glove.The weather, for our visit, was consi…

N.B. I have given up attempting to load a photograph of the day's activities as the local connection doesn't appear to be up to the task. We blew into Alba after dark last evening and there was cold rain falling as we rose this morning, rain that had tuned into wet snow during the course of our brea…