Sunday, September 24, 2017

Seneca Lake Wine Trail

We parked Thom's car in Albany before embarking on our day-long drive to Caneadea. Joe inaugurated our road trip through upstate New York with a track from the Greek Boyz.


I liked the sign at the Mobil station where "the team" filled the tank of Joes' and Magda's new Subaru SUV.  One vehicle can travel twice as cheaply as two, especially when the fuel cost is split four ways!


Turned out we needed air conditioning as much as music.  The temperature quickly climbed into the low 90s as we drove through the Finger Lakes to Ravines Wine Cellars, which specializes in dry Rieslings.


According to Roger, our informative sommelier, the vineyard's Danish owner gave up astrophysics to embrace the grape!




An unusual sign greeted us at Fox Run, another vineyard on the Seneca Lake Wine Trail. Joe and I dined on bison tacos.  Not bad.


Serendipity (okay, maybe it was GPS) took us city slickers through the Naples Grape Festival.  We picked up several bags of fresh dinner ingredients at Joseph's Wayside Market.


Trust me, you've never tasted sweeter Concord grapes.  Magda, who's in charge of the team (kind of like Napoleon in Animal Farm), gave us permission eat the seeds.


We arrived at our destination with lowered expectations.  Only one person we asked had heard of it and he looked as if he could have been a refugee from a gay remake of Deliverance.  Plus our Airbnb host had told us to bring our own sheets and towels.  But the Rose Cottage could not have been more delightful. The early autumn sun had just begun to set on Rushford Lake.  We sat on the deck in shorts and shirts sleeves drinking Genesee beer and chowing down on snacks,  ending a perfect day.





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