A Dad, a Daughter, and a Hill.

When we first set foot on Ribbon Ridge nearly 40 years ago, we knew it was something special.

There was an indefinable magic to the place, in the low-slung, rolling hills that rise and fall like the breath of a slumbering child. It was undeniably alive, and bursting with potential. We followed our gut, planting the first vineyard on what would one day become one of Oregon's premier wine appellations, the Ribbon Ridge AVA.