Colesel, a steep and tiring hill in the heart of the Cartizze area. A land filled with vines, where the hand of Man still carries its weight. Colesel, a society that combines the vinedresser’s persistence with the culture of tradition; the tenacity of work with the innovation of knowledge. A place that teaches you patience. That teaches you to wait. It is our land. Rows of vines like seats in the stalls of nature’s theatre. It is our land. A stage that cannot be reproduced in any other area of the world. An original show guaranteed to go on stage every year.