A Good Time Not To Ride the Bike
A vineyard in the Palisade area east of Grand Junction.
We were over in Grand Junction at my brother’s place over the Labor Day weekend and wanted to visit some wineries. I’ve been through here numerous times on the bike and have wanted to stop and do some wine-tasting but I’ve always had other things going on.
Good thing. It doesn’t take a genius to recognize that wine-tasting and motorcycles are not a particularly good combination. But now that concept is not only theoretical.
We headed out in my brother’s car, with him driving. We wanted to taste a bunch of wines, buy a few, and just generally enjoy ourselves. Which is to say, we don’t spit; we swallow our tastes of wine. Now, we made a point to have lunch before we left so as not to be drinking on empty stomachs. Nevertheless, by the time we left the fourth tasting room, I don’t know about the others, but I was feeling the booze. And I almost never drink so much that I feel the booze.
That was a good time to drop by the home of some friends of my brother. They have a peach tree and had harvested all the peaches they wanted and were glad to let anyone take as many of what was left as they wanted. I picked a lot of peaches. That provided a good break, so then we went on to our fifth tasting room.
That was it for our tasting trip and we headed back to my brother’s place. And the point here is simple: I was really glad I wasn’t on a motorcycle at this point. I’ve heard about people doing wine tours on motorcycles but I don’t see how they do it. Unless they spit. And spitting just seems wasteful to me. So go to Palisade and taste wines, just don’t do it on your bike. And even in your car, don’t overdo it.
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