We worked through the weekend to plant 100 vines. It never would have been possible without Bob McCrindle's tractor. The hill was filled with rocks of varying size and shape, and roots covering every cubic inch of earth. Now that the vines are in the ground, they must be protected. We shaped chicken wire fences around each of them.
Looking up the hill.
Looking down towards Floyd Ackert Road.
We then added a little mulch to cover the fragile union between the rootstock and the vine. When the vines start to grow, we'll remove the chicken wire fences and train the vines on a wire trellis that will be anchored by six-foot wooden posts.