09/05/2026
Fifty years ago, almost nobody believed you could grow great w**e out here on the High Plains. We spent the last five decades proving them wrong. What you're watching happens in the dark, around 1am, when the nights are cool and the fruit is at its best. The harvester works its way down the rows, the bins fill up, and by 9am those grapes are on their way to the w**ery to begin the same journey they've taken here since 1976. This is our 50th harvest. Five decades of long nights, early mornings, and a stubborn belief in Texas w**e, and we're just getting started. Here's to year 50.