A hillside nobody wanted.
Thomas and Ruth Aldermoor bought a stony, west-facing bench that every neighbour said was too steep to farm. They planted four acres of Cabernet by hand and sold the fruit for a decade before making a single bottle.
The Aldermoor family has farmed the same stony bench in Napa Valley, California for nearly forty years.
The Aldermoor family and estate are fictional, created for this concept website.
We have never tried to be the biggest name in the valley — only the most faithful to one small piece of it.
Thomas and Ruth Aldermoor bought a stony, west-facing bench that every neighbour said was too steep to farm. They planted four acres of Cabernet by hand and sold the fruit for a decade before making a single bottle.
After vintages in cooler climates, their granddaughter Clara returned to take over the cellar. Her first decision: smaller lots, native yeast, and far less new oak.
Every block was converted to dry farming. Yields fell; flavour deepened. The roots now reach more than twenty feet into the volcanic rock below.
Seven blocks, eight wines, and a cave dug into the hillside where every barrel is tasted — and named — before it is bottled.
Clara grew up running between these rows. Today she makes every Aldermoor wine with a small cellar team of four — tasting each barrel weekly, picking by flavour rather than numbers, and bottling only what she’d happily open at her own table.
“I want you to taste the year, the block, and a little of the fog.” Sample quote
Clara Aldermoor is a fictional person.
Six named blocks — and a seventh, the Old Hedge, kept for experiments. Hover a block for a glimpse.