Around 1900, the tranquility at the Hardys vineyards was frequently interrupted by the crack of a shotgun and flocks of startled starlings heading heavenwards. Behind the large gun lurked a roguish little bloke known as “WHISKERS BLAKE.”
This man’s job was scaring the birds from the grapes. One look at Whiskers with his battered hat and wild beard was probably enough, but the gun ensured his beloved grapes were safe.