Our Story
Split Rail is fueled by a new generation of drinkers — the curious, the chaotic, the soil-obsessed. We back regional agriculture, chase Idaho flavor, and make wines born from whim, dirt, and a healthy love of food, drink, and mild debauchery. Farm → glass → repeat.
We’re a small-production crew sourcing the best Northwest fruit we can find. Minimal intervention, maximal character. We experiment, we play, we age wine in weird vessels because it keeps things interesting. Drink with us or without us — just drink something worth tasting.
“Split Rail wines surf the cataclysmic variable of space and vine. ”
Our Focus
We’re Rhône-focused at heart, but we refuse to make the same wine twice. Experimenting, bending the rules, and messing with tradition keeps us sharp. We only release what we believe in, and we want your palate as curious as ours. The world evolves — we evolve with it. Dig?
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The Folks
Jed Glavin and Laura Hefner-Glavin founded Split Rail after years of pairing questionable wine with cheap college food. Curiosity turned into obsession — new grapes, new flavors, new histories — and eventually into winemaking itself. Now we get to share the chaos and the craft with our kids, Eloise and Boone.
Jed is the cracked brain behind Split Rail — a garage-trained winemaker shaped by bold experiments and plenty of expensive mistakes. He’s into 80s revival, synths, techno-pop, ski dreams, global wandering, beatnik poetry, and anything delightfully weird. His favorite wine? Beer.
But winemaking isn’t a solo act. Our cellar crew and sales team are the real heavy lifters — the people who make the whole operation hum. They deserve the applause. Here, here.
“Our wine is medicine to cure your heartache. Or lack thereof...”
”Find your eternal ray of liquid sunshine.”
The Fence
The split rail fence is our north star — a rough-hewn line that cuts through the western desert and defines the landscape we’re rooted in. Our wines grow out of that same dirt and conviction.
Dedicating our work to the fence is our way of making the West drinkable — turning desert grit into something you can actually taste. So hop on, ride the rail, and head with us into the great unknown.
“Wine with enough hip to do the humpty. ”
