Born from pestilence and debauchery, fire and brimstone, Jed Glavin and Laura Hefner-Glavin are the conviction behind Split Rail Winery. Boone Glavin, the surly gentlemen in the middle, is our private consultant and debonair. We began our wine exploits by pairing crappy wines with cheap food during our impoverished years together at college. As we charged through the years, our dedication to exploring new foods married beautifully with an interest in wine. Finding and tasting new grape varietals and learning about the rich history of wine-making became an obsession.
We dig wine, we love Idaho, we grew up in a farming community and so we figured what the hell, lets make some wine (in Idaho). That to us is a beautiful story, based on love and driven by heartache.
In its most basic sense, Split Rail Winery emerged from a fervent belief in supporting local agriculture and creating local products, exploring new wines and a new wine style, and an unfettered love for drinking, eating and debauchery. We invite you to consume either with or without us
Jed Glavin is the mind behind Split Rail wines. Jed learned the process of winemaking in the confines of his garage and through years of making expensive mistakes. Fermenting grapes from Walla Walla struck a chord of intrigue that blossomed into a hard-core passion project. His previous life as an urban planner creating sustainable, livable, and environmentally-friendly communities drove him to creating space, place and, well, wine. Aside from his professional ventures, he dances to 80’s revival and couture techno-pop music, loves synthesizers, dreams of mountaineering, thinks incessantly about global travel, is a skiing philanthropist, reads the occasional beatnik poem, and is an accomplished grower of both vegetable and weeds (thistle). His favorite wine is beer.
The Name: Split Rail
The fence. We once installed a fence; a split rail fence to boot. The sweat and blood that we dumped into the soil of the fence post holes had an undying significance. Now, vines and weeds grow across the fence and the wood has turned to a prehistoric grey. It stands as a philosophical margin that reminds us of the west. It defines the desert landscape that radiates behind it. Our wines arose from the soil and conviction of these landscapes.
Dedicating our wine to the fence allows us to make the desert landscapes of the west drinkable. It is our goal to make everything drinkable in a sentient sort of way. Help us consume all that is temporal.