Evenfall

‘Evenfall’ is the old-fashioned word for twilight, or more specifically, that passage of the day when the sun begins to fade until it has finally set.

We like to think that the estate chose its own name, as if it offered up the idea of its own accord.

As you stand on the western ridge at the top of the vineyard, you are framed by tall gums and even taller skies. You look across a steep, almost terraced vineyard that runs down to a quaint, brick-built chapel, scanning the imposing practicality of the Bellebonne winery on the way, and then onto a sharp, contemporary restaurant, sympathetically designed with weatherboard and large expansive windows, and flanked by a generous wooden deck. The whole scene is then folded into a long, lazy bend in the Tamar River, which looks across to mountains, and then stretches out to sea. It is a place of tides, cool mint-crisp air, and soft natural beauty. It is at its best at Evenfall.