The Evolution of Bloomer Creek

Like a glass of fine wine, a vineyard tells a story.  Bloomer Creek Vineyard tells the story of two young people, Kim and Debra, who built something together – who planted a vineyard in fields where raspberries once grew.  

Thirty years ago Kim and Debra bought a farmhouse once owned by a man named Ed Auten. The farmhouse had many rooms. Tall ornate windows looked out across corn fields and doors opened to a small orchard surrounded by fat sugar maples.  Out back, a small creek - Bloomer Creek - warbled over a shallow shale bed in early spring.  Kim came to this farmhouse by way of a love affair – a love affair with vines.

In 1978, as a young student on leave from Cornell University, Kim found himself pruning grapes on a vineyard overlooking Cayuga Lake.  The hard work, outside all day in frosty temperatures, suited him.  In the evening, standing by an outdoor grill with venison roasting and a glass of homemade wine in his hand, Kim realized he had found his life’s passion.  This passion would only intensify a year later, following an extended stay in the Alto Adige region of Northern Italy. Eat, drink, and be merry - Kim decided to become a vigneron.

After returning to Cornell to complete his studies (including a stint at CSUF in Fresno, CA for viticulture and enology not yet available at Cornell) Kim began to pursue his dream – buying land, planting grapes, and practicing the nuanced poetics needed to tend them. Bloomer Creek Vineyard was established in 1999 from 10 acres with two different vineyard designations – Auten Vineyard and Morehouse Road - planted on the west side of Cayuga Lake.  In 2012 a new vineyard was added to Bloomer Creek when Kim and Debra purchased an abandoned vineyard site on the east side of Seneca Lake, one mile from their production cellar in Hector.  The vineyard had been abandoned for over 30 years and needed to be cleared of brush, trees, posts and rusted trellis wire.  In spring of 2013, four acres of Riesling was planted. “Barrow Vineyard” - Old Norse for high, rocky hill and burial mound – links the past to the future.  One lone cedar tree was left in the field among the vines as a testament to all who have gone before and to all who will follow.