Pops arrived first laden down with books from the girls. On his first day, we took him into Mendoza and introduced him to the wonders of trying to conduct business in Argentina, spending 2 hours in Citibank changing travelers checks (Pops said, “I thought you were exaggerating when you said it would take 2 hours”). We decided that that was the last time we would do that, and spent the rest of his time focused purely on hedonistic activities (which, of course, in Mendoza always involves visits to vineyards).
Our first visit to a winery was to a wonderful little bodega called Clos de Chacras, which is located 15 minutes away from our finca. The vineyard is small, about 13 hectors, and they produce only a few thousand bottles a year, and it is an old vineyard which is good (the best growing years for grapes are when the vines are between 85 -135 years old, according to Zeev). We planned to have lunch at their restaurant and then do the wine tour. The restaurant was lovely, small and warm, and the owner was there with her infant granddaughter making it even more cozy and homey. Pops and Julie decided to go all out and do the 6 course meal with wine pairings. The food was great and the wines were delicious. After the meal, we went on the wine tour. They happened to be bottling wines when we were there which was interesting. Because it is a small winery, they hand apply all their labels. At Clos de Chacras they use the older methods to produce the wine. They have caverns underground with concrete tanks and they store the bottles of wine next to the tanks. After the tour, we bought a couple bottles of wine and Pops purchased a Close de Chacras cap, which he wore constantly for the rest of his stay.
The next day we left for our trip to the Uco Valley, San Rafael and Valle Grande. San Rafael was recommended to us by our Argentine friends, Natalia and Mariano, and many Mendocino’s vacation there with their families because there are so many fun, outdoorsy things to do. The Uco Valley is another famous area for wines and is on the way to San Rafael. The Valley is at a higher elevation than Lujan, where we live, and is very dry, making for good grape growing conditions. We made reservations to visit a very good winery called O. Fournier. Patsy introduced Julie to the owners of O. Fournier, Jose and Nadia Ortega, and they have helped us immensely in getting acclimated to Argentina. O. Fournier is unlike any other winery. When you approach it, it looks like a spaceship has landed in the middle of the vineyard. The restaurant and bodega are ultra-modern. The restaurant is enclosed in glass with a stunning view of the Andes. Again, we opted for the multi-course lunch with wine pairings. The Ortega’s are Spanish and O. Fournier specializes in Tempranillo wines, a traditionally Spanish wine, and blends. The Ortegas designed their bodega to make optimal use of gravity and other natural phenomena. The initial de-stemming and crushing of the grapes takes place on the roof. There are tanks built into the floor and the juice, which eventually becomes wine, is passed down and the fermentation process, in the oak barrels and vats, occurs underground. The bottom floor is where the wine is bottled and stored. It also doubles as a modern art museum.
In the late afternoon, we drove the extra 1 ½ hours to Valle Grande, where we had rented a cabana for the night on the banks of the Rio Atuel. We arrived after dark but woke up early to make sure we could participate in the activities. We had many options: white water rafting, horseback riding, zip lining, hiking….we opted for white water rafting and were glad we did. The river was a level 2, perfect for us. Pops was a trooper, we had a great guide who made our ride as bouncy as possible and then threw Julie in the water (Mark and Rebecca had already taken the plunge; Pops and Annabel remained in the boat to engage in rescue procedures, if necessary). The scenery was magnificent; we were in the middle of Canon Atuel, a mini-version of our Grand Cannon but with water, and behind us were the magnificent Andes mountains.
On the way home, we stopped in San Rafael for a meal at a local restaurant, La Gringa. (We were the only gringos in the place.) Pops said it was one of the best steaks he ate, and then we drove back the 2 ½ hours to Mendoza.
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