Something has happened during my time here, and that's called "resting."
The Wineaux Guy thankfully talked me off the precipice, insisting that 5:00 a.m. was not "late." Ok. He had a point.
In between there will be roaming the California coast from Santa Barbara to Solvang, Paso Robles to Monterey. My cameras and notepads are at the ready, and I'm jonesing for adventure.
If they make it rich, then kudos. If they don't, I can imagine that they would continue to make wine until the very end.
Okay, since driving wasn't involved, it was actually wine drinking. Staggering home is not illegal. At least as far as I know.
I don't know if this is a "trail," per se, but I found it on Wine Country Getaways. The site is, as expected, primarily focused on Sonoma and Napa, as well as other Wine Countries throughout the U.S.
Unfortunately, not all of the wine trails are listed in one, easy-to-search place. Until now.
So I'm in search of another place to rent. Something as insignificant as not having a roof over my head won't deter me from visiting Paso! Unless, of course, it rains a lot and I've done my hair.
I encourage all Paso Robles fans to check out the videos. Oh hell, check them out even if you're not a Paso Robles fan! They're fun, well done, and surprisingly educational.
When we went to the Olive Festival a couple of weeks ago in Paso Robles after too long an absence, I realized just how very much I love that town and how much I had missed it.
We met several of the Olive Oil producers, and learned how to do an Olive Oil tasting. It's noisy and sounds pretty disgusting, but boy oh boy! While I've always loved Olive Oil, until I learned exactly *why* I love it through proper tasting, I realized that I had been missing out on the full pleasure of the oil.
I’ve been meaning to catch up on posts, but I’ve spent the last two weeks watching the Olympics and gaining weight. Doesn’t seem right, does it? Shouldn’t athletic performances be transferable through TV and result in fitness, despite the popcorn? Apparently not.