This year we started our leafing trip by going to Colorado’s wine country, Palisade. You know, to get properly loosened up. It turns out most of the wineries don’t open until 10 AM, which left us with awkward post-breakfast, pre-wine time on our hands. So we stopped to take some photos of some of the vineyards.
The vineyard’s manager spotted us and stopped by to make sure we weren’t causing trouble. Since we we’re such fine, upstanding citizens he gave us an impromptu lesson in grapes, netting, and how to recognize FBI agents who went to West Point (hint, looks for the giant West Point ring). He also gave us a small bunch of wine grapes. For some reason I was expecting them to taste “wine-y”, but they’re actually just a more awesome version of regular grapes. They’re a bit smaller, much sweeter, and have crunchy little seeds in the middle. Honestly, I don’t know why they sell the other kinds in grocery stores.
Anyway, this is one of the shots I took before the guy showed up. Wendy saw it and said “Grape shot, hon!”, so that’s where the title came from.
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