Paddy Devlin ran a tavern just east of our vineyards in the 1800s. Legend has it that Paddy tired of the plentiful freshly caught fish, preferred the local beef. Pity that it wasn't his beef.... His cattle thieving days came to an abrupt end with his mysterious disappearance. No doubt Paddy would have been proud to serve these wines on a clear night when sitting back, enjoying a glass of wine on the River Murray.