In 2019, I visited the cellars of Domaine du Cayron in Gigondas. With great generosity, sisters Delphine, Cendrine and Roseline Faraud opened a bottle of their 1971 vintage. A very good year it might have been, but I’ll be honest with you, at 48 years of age I didn’t hold out much hope. I was wrong.
The aromas had moved beyond fruit into polished wood, cold ashes, cigar smoke and spice. There was still a dab of fruit sweetness on the palate, however. On the finish, that salinity – the tightrope that Gigondas walks as it ages – shone through.