Showing posts with label Russian River. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Russian River. Show all posts

Sunday, December 28, 2014

Enjoying our time together

Kim and Verdine were able to spend a few days with us after Christmas so off we went to explore new vineyards and other local areas mother nature provided. 

Armstrong Redwoods State Park (December 27)
Nothing like a leisurely walk through a giant redwood forest after lunch on a sunny winter afternoon. This reserve is located in Guerneville, a small town just south of Healdsburg. It has several hiking paths and trails through the woods. We opted for the easiest and shortest path. What a great place to spend a day with a picnic lunch! 

No matter where you go within 30 miles of Healdsburg you are at the door step of another great vineyard. On the way home, as we drove through the Russian River Valley, we decided to stop at one just as they were closing the gates. With a promise to do a "speed tasting" the gates were opened for us to pass. 
Great stop... great wines... we'll be back!

As Sunday rolled around we were sad to see Kim and Verdine go but knew they would be back in a few weeks. This was one of the best parts of this entire trip... knowing we would see them soon.

Thursday, December 11, 2014

Russian River Cottage: Healdsburg, CA

Here we are, we finally reached our destination! 
The house tucked in Fitch mountain, about 3 miles from the center of town. It is very comfortable and we were able to quickly get settled. And then the rains came...

We dodged all of the storms crossing the country but it has been raining since we got here. Today was the biggest storm of the past 20+ years, so we have heard. Once the heavy rains started the just never stopped, all day. Here is a peek at what the river looked like from our deck. 


Guess how we weathered the storm!


Tuesday, December 9, 2014

Healdsburg House




We are quickly settling into our Healdsburg Cottage.





It is right on the Russian River which is steadily flowing and soon to raise much higher if we get the predicted rain over the next few days.  
The house is only about 3 miles from town but the last mile is up and down a winding mountain road. Fitch Mountain is right behind us. Bailey has not figured out how to navigate the turns yet she keeps falling off the seat into the well. We actually have to stop and get her out of it from time to time.