Just off the beaten track, overlooking the desert landscape and shimmering blue hues of Osoyoos Lake lies Moon Curser vineyards. A hospitable gang, ring leaders Tempranillo and Carmenere charm passer-bys offering reprieve from the blazing sun and a tasting experience like no other. Unable to ignore their seductive charm we detoured east, intent on a brief interlude before heading to the epic Cascade Loop and sleepy little town of Wynthrop.

Rumour had it these bad border boys were well-known around the parts for causing a commotion. We can tell you, night or day this border gang is in the news for packing some serious hardware – gold that is!

We left Moon Curser with a few companions in the trunk of the car. They travelled incognito, waiting until we arrived in Seattle to break out of their cramped confines. Tempranillo, the boldest of the boys insisting on being the first to party on the hotel rooftop. He was a hit with the crowd and that’s the last we saw of him! In the “Dead of Night” the last two border boys departed our company leaving only a trace of red wine lingering on our lips! [Sigh], it’s been a while since we first told this tale. COVID 19 protocols are in effect.