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.
The last leg of the road trip…Little Rock to Austin. It was a long leg and we took the scenic drive through Arkansas. We’re both ready to get home and to our own beds and that is was makes the trip all that much better. The coming home.
Texas welcomed us back with a beautiful sunset as we were crossing the state line. I think she was glad to have us back.
I spent last weekend driving the back roads of central Texas. Off of the highways with my camera next to me. It’s country where Lyle Lovett and Robert Earl Keen came of age. Lyle still lives there and you can see how the roads do go on forever. There is a wave from the farmers in their trucks and Texas pride everywhere you look. Towns are called Blackjack and there’s a Baptist church on a corner of every town. I found an ice cream factory, gourmet chocolates, beautiful rolling hills dotted with horses and cattle, and a renewed love of removing myself from the city.