He is a man who walks. And when he is not walking, he is running. Or he hangs on, gnawing on his brake, then he starts up again.
For seven decades, Gérard Perse has lived as if he were in a bike race – his favourite sport – forever. He knows that he won’t always win all the sprints or climb all the passes, but he has to get out of the pack. When he has a “bad moment”, as we say among cyclists, he catches his breath for a moment, calms his eternally battling spirit, and starts again. This race at full speed is not the choice of a man in a hurry,
it is a vital obligation. Gérard Perse has had an extraordinary destiny; he is certainly unique in the world of winegrowing. He is a man who started from nothing,