style from sunup to sundown. Good wine, good food, good scenery, good
people. We completely shifted gears (so to speak) from nascar-heaven
to a more, shall we say, refined lifestyle. Seneca Lake turned out to
be unexpectedly beautiful in a relaxed and pastoral way. No more were
we surrounded by fried dough vendors peddling to racing fans, but
turned to farmlands and rolling fields of grape vines. We did three
vineyard stops, and our two favorites were Villa Bellangelo and Shaw
Vineyards, both on Seneca Lake.
We indulged mostly in dry to semi dry white wines while being regaled
with interesting stories by local winemakers. We stopped for a brief
visit in Penn Yan, NY, home of the world record holding buckwheat
pancake. And we made the most delicious dinner in our suburbia-like
campground (think wide open lawns and ambient music) while enjoying a
local gewurst that we picked up during our (many) tastings today.
Ahhh. Rested legs, happy tastebuds. We are ready for whatever New York
state has in store for us, which we're hoping is all downhill to Lake
Erie.
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