It is well to remember that there are five reasons for drinking: the arrival of a friend, one’s present or future thirst, the excellence of the wine, or any other reason.
It was a Sunday and Plan B was initialized.
Plan B is always wine tasting in the Texas Hill Country. Wine was waiting to be picked up so we hopped in the Jeep and headed down 290 West.
William Chris Vineyard was our first stop. I love this little place. It’s cozy and comfortable and if you are lucky Alphonse Dotson will be there to tell you about growing up in Houston, playing football for the Chiefs & Raiders, tease you a little about about a visitor coming from Charleston and give you a taste of the sweet wine he just finished bottling.
Texas Hills Vineyards was the second stop just before they closed. Wines were tasted, bottles were chosen and we were off to find food in Johnson City. A brewery was discovery and a decision was made to finish the day with a local brew and some food.
Pecan Street Brewery was just the place. Catcher in the Wheat was a good choice and so were the Portabello mushrooms.
It was a good day with my best friend and great Plan B accomplished.
What better to do on a Saturday afternoon then grab our cameras and walk down south Congress looking for Happy Hour Specials and great photo ops. It was a fun afternoon and the fun continued well in the night (we did get an extra hour so we had to put it to good use). Looking forward to another Happy Hour Outing.
What better way to spend a day off then at a vineyard on an amazing spring day. Thanks to Erica for joining the wine club (our excuse for going was that we needed to pick up the wine and of course taste a few) and to Charlie, the wine maker, for letting us into the barrel room to taste the new blends he was creating. We’ll be back.
Driving down back highways of Arkansas last summer there were little gas stations boarded up and abandoned all along the way. The interstates have claimed all the business with their super stations offering McDonald’s and Fried Chicken available with your petrol purchase.
The way of the future that has people speeding through life and not taking the scenic route. It might take a little longer but I would have missed not only this but the amazing pines, mist from the rain that began to fall and the open road ahead without anyone speeding around me or slowing me down.
*a little inspiration here
The best part of any journey for me has always been who was sharing the experience. And my trip to Colorado proved it to be true once again. Erica makes me laugh like no other. Ten years of friendship, many trips around the world and a true desire to see each other happy and thriving, no matter what life throws at us, tie us together. Josh is a partner in crime, adventurer and all around great guy. And he does the most beautiful swan dive into the snow I have ever seen. (video evidence can be seen here) Wrex, the dog was a friendly addition to our group. Several local breweries were sampled. Snow angels were made, of which mine was the best. Wonderful food was cooked by chef Josh. Sunshine and snow were plentiful. Laughter was easy. And memories sweet. Thanks to you both for such a great trip.
My last day skiing the storm came. By the end of the day there was 17 inches of fresh powder to ski in. It was great. As long as you didn’t mind being cold and not really being able to see where you are going. It’s a totally different kind of skiing to “feel” your way down the mountain. At some points during the day the sun would try and peek through but it never lasted long. I was so bundled up day that all you could see was the tip of my nose…(picture from Erica coming soon) and taking pictures was a very quick job.
Took a day off to explore Breckenridge…(my legs were actually demanding a day off). A cozy coffee shop, a delicious Hazelnut Latte and we were off. My legs were glad for the break and so was I after I had a chance to look at the photos from that day. The colors are wonderfully muted. The smell of wood fires was in the air. Kids running around bundled up with only their noses visible. And I was in one of the most beautiful places in the world. A good day.
It’s a beautiful, sunny, 70 degree day here in Austin, Texas and I am dreaming of snowy days.
Have a great weekend everyone.
Keystone was where we spent the first day out on the slopes. The sun was shining. The runs were freshly groomed. It was a skier’s paradise. I’ve skied almost as long as I have walked. There are few things I love more than flying down a wide open run, heart racing by the time you reach the bottom and getting right onto a lift to do it all over again.
And at the end of the day it was time for G&Ts out of Mason jars. It was a good day.
It was a beautiful drive out of Denver into the mountains. Leaving the city and driving higher and higher. Clean snow, not the dirty driven in snow of town, becoming more visible. Ears popping. And then you are at 9000 ft in a valley with mountains all around. After we got to the apartment it was time for a trek through the snow. So I bundled up and grabbed my camera.
I saw the sun rising as I flew into Denver. The mountains in the distance and the pinks and reds were so beautiful. I am not usually someone who is up early enough to see a sunrise, but seeing this reminds me that maybe I should more often.