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German Catalog 2006 USE THIS ONE.qxp - Michael Skurnik Wines

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selbach-oster<br />

mosel • zeltingen<br />

We tasted on a (rare) bright early Spring day, and when we were done Karen Odessa and I took<br />

a walk in the sunlight. We visited Hans Selbach’s grave, where all the flowers had been nibbled<br />

by some critter or other, probably wild boar, which Hans liked to hunt. “Yes, the boar like to visit<br />

him too, and eat the flowers,” said his wife Sigrid. “I’m sure he’s down there chuckling at them<br />

whenever they come.”<br />

Four years ago I remember Hans-Günter Schwarz seeing to the harvest of his supernal 2001s<br />

while his wife lay in the final stages of terminal cancer. This year I enjoy contemplating the vision<br />

of the Selbach family luxuriating in the most clement harvest they have ever known, day after<br />

day of perfect weather, while Hans’ angel looks on.<br />

It wasn’t an easy year for them. Not only did they<br />

lose their beloved patriarche, they also lost the work he<br />

did (and made look effortless), and they dealt with an<br />

audit of Hans’ estate (routine but time-draining), but<br />

come harvest time it was as if some providence thought<br />

to itself “These poor souls have suffered enough for<br />

awhile; I’ll just square the weather away so they can<br />

have an easy vintage.” I like to think Hans called in his<br />

single favor from the angels — it would be like him to<br />

want to alleviate the difficulties of others.<br />

It is Johannes’ first vintage without Hans. Yet in that<br />

curious way the dead abide with us, Hans’ presence<br />

imbues everything. It is probably the greatest vintage in<br />

the winery’s history, and it’s melancholy to think Hans<br />

wasn’t among us to taste it. But, we can tell him of it.<br />

2005 is a fabulous Mosel vintage in general. Great<br />

wines were everywhere. Many of my growers had<br />

among the greatest<br />

vintages<br />

they’ve ever had.<br />

Yet even so, the<br />

2005 Selbach-<br />

Oster vintage<br />

stands out, even<br />

from 2005’s exalted<br />

norm. I’ll try<br />

and say why.<br />

Most if not<br />

all of the `05<br />

Mosels are outsized,<br />

with many<br />

times their usual<br />

density and more<br />

layers of intricacy<br />

than ever. This is<br />

done without<br />

Barbara & Johannes Selbach<br />

altering their<br />

basic shape, without<br />

obtruding on their slatey ornery essence, and without<br />

coating their bones with ripe-sauce. Selbach’s wines<br />

are no different. Yet there is a quality of serenity about<br />

•Vineyard area: 17 hectares<br />

•Annual production: 9,500 cases<br />

•Top sites: Zeltinger Sonnenuhr, Wehlener<br />

Sonnenuhr, Graacher Domprobst<br />

•Soil types: Stony slate, partly with loam<br />

•Grape varieties: 98.5% Riesling,<br />

1.5% Weissburgunder<br />

them that is nearly beatific. They taste as if they’d been<br />

gathered by angels. They have a lovely gloss and glow.<br />

They are full of muscle but also a skater’s grace. They seem<br />

to be infinitely strong without ever becoming powerful.<br />

And there are so many of them. I can’t think of a single<br />

wine I “rejected” among the nearly four dozen I tasted.<br />

Johannes, who is always antsy and uncertain during<br />

these showings, could barely contain his glee. I was the<br />

first person to whom the entire range was shown, and I<br />

wish you could have been there: my old friend Jo and I<br />

couldn’t stop looking at each other, mouths agape, just in<br />

batshit-crazy bliss as one insane masterpiece followed<br />

another. When I got to the Schlossberg Auslese 2-star I<br />

thought I’d wrung out all the emotion of which I was<br />

capable — there were already several wines of sublime<br />

beauty — and I will never forget, as I stood there tasting<br />

that wine, how it seemed to put its gentle hands on my<br />

chest and push me down into the chair, and how I just sat<br />

there looking utterly stunned at Johannes and said<br />

“Dude; what is this?” and he returned my deranged gaze<br />

with one of his own and said “I know, can you believe<br />

it?” almost as if the wine weren’t his at all.<br />

You’ll see it in my notes, how by the end of the tasting<br />

I’d gotten to that strange wan place where you’ve<br />

numbed the rapture-terminals and you don’t “feel” any<br />

more. I felt as if I’d been abducted by some alien race<br />

who knew arcane forms of beauty and pleasure. They<br />

dropped me off when they were done with me and all I<br />

45<br />

MOSEL WINES

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