There was rain on our way to Monferrato, and a lot of wind. The trees that normally toss their pollen gently through the air at this time of year were doing all they could at that moment just to maintain a straight composure.
Undeterred, we arrived at the Luli residence and winery.
After the tasting we got a chance to go see the Barabba vineyard, where the old vines - some as old as 80 years - are planted.
It is a bit of a climb to get to this height. The ground was slippery with the wet grass, and each of us took small, careful steps. Even the vines seemed to go in small steps up the hill, along the terraces.
Every so often someone asks me which Monferrato producers they should check out. Luli would be a good place to start.