We didn’t need another season like last year. Some of us might have fled the industry. This year Mama Nature threw us a steady round of fastballs right over the plate and I’m looking forward to seeing some truly fine wines out of this vintage. No vintage is perfect and, certainly, this one wasn’t, but perfect has no personality and frankly doesn’t give me much to write about. (Mind you, I’m writing this from the perspective mainly of the North Coast, where I do most of my work, and I’m also penning this in early October before the harvest has been completed.) If you need a refresher about 2017, we had drenching rains during the winter that stretched well into spring, making it difficult to slow down the ...