California: Wine Country Uncorked
We were buried again! Over a foot and a half of fresh powder fell last night. And, we declared a snow day to sled and play in the snow. Feeling a little guilty now that I'm back at my desk making sure that a few essentials get taken care of, but all in all, it was a splendid way to celebrate the second big snowfall of the season.
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e-Marginalia readers have a variety of interesting articles to choose from. One interesting option is Mike Marino's "Wine Country Uncorked", an amusing article about what to do in California's wine region...
This Roadhead has done a bit of traveling and asphalt kicking in his time, but when it comes to the sheer galactic gravitational pull of tourism few regions can top the G-force of Northern California. It's a dazzling display of towering redwoods and sequoias, every bit as impressive as the Statue of Liberty or the Washington Monument. Magnificent coastlines that get washed by large, roaring Pacific waves that crest, crash and roll onto shore with the speed and fury of a Neptunian NASCAR race, then gently and quietly recede into the same ocean that gave birth to them, leaving behind a pristine beach awash with curious flotsam and jetsam that will include sand dollars, seaweed and seashells...
This Roadhead has done a bit of traveling and asphalt kicking in his time, but when it comes to the sheer galactic gravitational pull of tourism few regions can top the G-force of Northern California. It's a dazzling display of towering redwoods and sequoias, every bit as impressive as the Statue of Liberty or the Washington Monument. Magnificent coastlines that get washed by large, roaring Pacific waves that crest, crash and roll onto shore with the speed and fury of a Neptunian NASCAR race, then gently and quietly recede into the same ocean that gave birth to them, leaving behind a pristine beach awash with curious flotsam and jetsam that will include sand dollars, seaweed and seashells...