The trip ended at a winery offering both motivation to keep paddling and a “we made it” bonus.
Judy named his Arizona spin on a Screwdriver (with Prickly Pear and mango purees) the Double Whammy, while my modified Whisky Sour was refreshing and fantastic. And the food? To die for.
Kathleen had never been to Virginia, but we sip wine together regularly, so introducing her to wines from the other coast seemed like a no-brainer.
Fast forward to now. Cabin fever in the desert hits in the summer. With high temps often hitting 110℉ or more, we spend most days inside ...
We relaxed, sipped, savored and chatted. Before we knew it, we’d spent almost three hours chillin in the desert.
This time, Judy and I are with our ten-year-old granddaughter on a much shorter but still memorable visit to iconic western National Parks. It brings back a flood of memories highlighting all that’s changed … and stayed the same!
With few exceptions, the fire danger is so high, it poses a risk to public health and safety.
When faced with a weekend day, a sunny forecast and nothing particularly pressing scheduled, we flip a coin, grab a map and go exploring.
Once you’ve walked the dam, get back in your car and drive it. There’s very little traffic and it takes you to the overlook parking areas on the Arizona side.
David poured samples of olive oil into little cups and passed them around, the scent of the fresh EVOO transported me back to Italy as I inhaled it before sipping the golden-colored liquid.