Also picked up in Gigondas itself, a day before (or maybe the afternoon after) riding up Mont Ventoux. Dad was less of a fan of this when tasted, but I think a quintessential Gigondas: dark fruit, with some spicy, smoky notes and a bit of beefiness. Tannins coming together, into early maturity. The chaps seemed to agree, as it was finished off by Jack et al at the end of dinner. A month later, I noticed POTG had it, recommended it to one of their customers, and he bought!