If there is one thing that Adam loves, it is an "adventure." Last Saturday, when we had the whole day to ourselves, with no major work or social commitments, I caved and agreed to go along with whatever adventure he had in mind. Adam wants to own land one day ("You know, so the kids can go camping and have haunted hayrides and stuff..."), and he is interested in some properties near Paola. We piled both Annalise and Tini in the car, then headed south on 69 Highway. Around 400th Street, I began to wonder how much further we had to drive. I pulled out my phone, only to discover that Paola was a good 40 minutes in the opposite direction! Classic.
Undeterred, we made a change of plans and headed for the Louisburg Cider Mill. After all, it was a gorgeous day and unusually warm for November.
Our bellies full of apple cider and pumpkin doughnuts, we hopped back in the Bravada, presumably heading home for nap time. As we pulled out of the Cider Mill, Adam noticed a sign for a winery one mile down the road (adventure calls!). Five minutes later, we found ourselves at a cute little winery called Somerset Ridge.
They had a food truck selling tapas, an outdoor patio, and live music. We were sold! Martini snoozed in the car with the windows down, while Annalise (and Mr. Jayhawk) enjoyed running around and dancing to the music.
Quite the nice little Saturday! I often shoot down Adam's plans for an adventure, but, this time, it turned out to be exactly what we needed. :)
No comments:
Post a Comment