The maiden Pingus is still going strong as it approaches adulthood. It has a complex bouquet, the glycerine content having ebbed over the years, revealing lush scents of creme de cassis, blackberry, black olive and a slight earthy, almost Graves-like tincture. The palate is medium-bodied with surprising succulent on the entry underpinned by crisp acidity. There is almost a sense of conservatism to this Pingus, but it is undeniably well balanced. If I were to criticize, compared to subsequent vintages it lacks the some fineness of tannins towards the finish. Still, it is one delicious drop of Ribera del Duero and could easily last another decade, possibly more. Drink now-2030.