Tasting history: old German & Alsatian wines

Tasting history: old German & Alsatian wines

It took forever to get here. It cost more than most wine. It’s older than I am. It smells like feet. And hazlenut. And iron. And cheese. And green gauge plum. And. And. And. Wait. This is only the first of three wines? Whoa. This is going to be interesting. Continue reading Tasting history: old German & Alsatian wines

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First beach backpack: Rialto

First beach backpack: Rialto

Icy surf hits my sweaty, sizzling shins. Maybe I shouldn’t send my heart into defib by marching into the frigid Pacific. Dayum. This is cold. And supremely satisfying after slogging down the beach with a 60-lb pack. Tomorrow will be a minus tide, perfect for tidepooling. Now that camp has been set up, my only job is to enjoy expansive views while sipping Champagne, observing waves crash, then a spectacular sunset on sea stacks. Continue reading First beach backpack: Rialto