Found a hidden gem this weekend, J&D Cellars, a vineyard tucked away in Eighty Four, PA. Jaclyn and I secured a babysitter and we debating the following options:
- Go to Sam’s club to buy Seltzer water
- Go to Outlet Stores to hit up Old Navy to pick up clothing for Winston
At the last minute, I proposed that we do something fun instead. I Googled “Vineyard Washington PA” and J&D Cellars popped up. It was open until 8PM on a Saturday, so Jac and I decided to make it an adventure. It was about 15 minutes away and with each passing mile, we got further and further into rural oblivion. As we neared our destination, Jaclyn turned to me and said, “Where in the world are you taking me, it looks a little weird out here.”
We got to their driveway, it was very long and covered in stone. We pulled in via the Jeep and climbed up past a dozen rows of grapevines, past a goat (which we later found out was named Chloe), and parked next to a rustic barn with a neon sign saying “OPEN”.
We walked inside and were cheerfully greeted by a lovely lady who asked us a couple questions to steer our wine tastings. We comfortably sat at the bar, tasting 3 or 4 wines and learned about the establishment. Eventually, we bought a bottle and they popped it open so we could enjoy it out back. The wine was wonderful, we heard horses somewhere beyond the woods and Chloe chimed in occasionally too, there was a music stage (pictured below, but no acts were performing that night).
I also took Winston up to Lake Arthur this weekend and we did some canoeing & fishing. I have a permit to use a cast net and tried using it (ineffectively) for a dozen attempts. I didn’t see any baitfish, I was just tossing it out and hoping to accidentally catch something. When you throw a cast net, it should land as a perfect circle in the water, my tosses landed in long skinny oval shapes, I must practice in my backyard. I paddled strenuously against the wind to cross and find a sheltered cove. We finally got there when Winston mentioned that he had to pee. We paddled some more until we got to shore and he went behind a tree. We fished another 30 minutes and then he had to pee again, I paddled us to an island and he disappeared into the woods. I practiced throwing the cast net some more and then Winston called out to let me know he was stuck. I retrieved Winston and we tried fishing a little more, but it was too windy. I probably paddled for 2 or 3 hours, I was sore as hell the next morning. Between the distance and size of the lake, we’ll stick to Cross Creek lake for fishing this summer.