I have always believed that the soul of a wine is not only in the grape variety or the climate. The true language of wine is the soil. In Rioja, and especially in the high-altitude, north-facing plots, each texture, each mineral, each layer of earth offers a different nuance that ultimately reveals itself in the glass.
Working different parcels has taught me that there is no single approach in the winery: each wine asks for its own way of being accompanied. It is like listening to different voices that, together, speak of the same place.
The soil is not a support; it is a silent storyteller. And I believe that in Rioja we still have much to discover, much to interpret. At least I continue learning every day to read that language buried beneath our feet.
