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Paso Robles Wine Festival – Visiting the Wineries

And the lottery tickets didn't help. Eight dollars in winnings don't exactly add up to a retirement-worthy windfall.

Paso Robles Wine Festival – The Road Trip, Part Deux

I'm especially happy that I had the presence of mind to stop at Refugio State Beach and take some footage and photos just days before the horrific and inexcusable oil spill.

Paso Robles Wine Festival – The Road Trip

When I stopped for gas at Barstow, I opened up the glove box to see if there was a manual in there. Well there was. Unfortunately, it was on a CD, still nicely shrink-wrapped. What use was that?!?

The Estates – DAOU Vineyards & Winery

Inside of the building, there is a stunningly beautiful tasting bar made completely of Onyx and backlit underneath. Wow.
Wineaux Guy at the Festival

Paso Robles Wine Festival!

We were having such a good time - and The Wineaux Guy™ was a magnet with his huge hat - that the next thing we knew, we were being escorted out at the end of the event. What!? How did that happen!?

The Road to Hell…

That being said, I was going to go to at least four to five wineries/olive oil producers each day, take lots of pictures, and document everything carefully and thoroughly. Well, two out of three ain't bad.

The White and The Pink

It seemed like every American-made Viognier was a wannabe Chardonnay - kept in so much oak that the floral aroma that makes it so distinctive was lost in a sea of butter. Until recently.

Home Again, Home Again, Jiggity Jig

Meanwhile, I have a gazillion pictures, hours of videos, and pages upon pages of notes and observations to sift through as I share my experiences during this wonderful trip.

REALLY Vacationing

Something has happened during my time here, and that's called "resting."

First Paso Post!

The Wineaux Guy thankfully talked me off the precipice, insisting that 5:00 a.m. was not "late." Ok. He had a point.