As some of you might recall, I was over in Europe last month leading a few bike trips. I arrived back home yesterday, and I thought I would give a few updates through some photos. I have tried to be better at snapping photos on this trip, but I still need to constantly remind myself to get off the bike and use the camera.
I spent last week riding through the vineyards of Burgundy–an activity that can certainly make you forget about life’s problems:
The first day was a long and rather harrowing one that started on the coast of Spain and ended in Dijon. I decided to reward myself with a white Burgundy from one of my favorite producers when I eventually got to the hotel.
The next day did not go a lot better, but I managed to squeeze in a tasting in Gevrey….
…and found an unpicked grape or two at the Clos de Bèze (highly illegal, but the crews had come through already several days before–better me than the birds, I figured).
You can take down your sign, but I still know who you are….
That night in Beaune meant the first dozen snails sacrificed to feed my hunger for butter and garlic (there would be many, many more).
Lunch the following day was with Olivier Laflaive who perpetuates the stereotype that French men are all great with the women.
The end of the week had some great scenery. First, the castle of La Rochepot…
…then the abbey at Cluny.
The week ended in a speakeasy in Dijon with a few members of the trip–we were all desperately trying to be, um, well, “cool”.