With a plan in place, Mark and I along with Rod and Deb, Jim, Ellie and the fur kids, started out for Hood River and The Fruit Loop.
Our first stop was
The White House. We found
fruits,
flowers, and
a beautiful vineyard. Ellie did a wine tasting here and selected a couple of bottles she really liked.
From this location we had another great view
of Mt. Hood.
Then it was off to the next stop, which was
We stopped here
looking for peaches, but only found
more apples, jellies, and more wines. Ellie, Deb, and I all found some we liked. Still in pursuit of those peaches, we were off to
Packer Orchards. Here we hit the jackpot…not only did I find peaches, but we found
homemade cookies and pies.
And…for you Andrew and Caden, Pop
found this tractor!
Time to head on around the loop to the
next wine tasting adventure. Ellie and Rod were really into the tasting here. I didn’t taste one thing I liked, so it was outside for a few pictures of
the vineyards and
the flowers.
We all decided after this stop, it was time for lunch. We drove into Hood River and chose the
Big Horse Brew Pub. Lunch was outstanding…our choices ranged from fish and chips, burgers, fish tacos, clam chowder, sandwiches, and sweet potato fries.
After spending
who knows how much time here, we were on the road to
yet another vineyard and winery. This one was advertised as the oldest one in Hood River. While the others were inside tasting…outside, I found this old
wine press. I also wandered through
the vineyards and the
orchards.
The country side is so beautiful…you just can’t get
enough of the sights and the
the smells.
There was still another winery on the list. This was
the back porch outside the tasting room. And the
this was the path that led down to the vineyards. As we were leaving, I saw this
llama that was also taking in all the sights.
Now, with our fruits and wine, it was time to head back to Troutdale…the only thing missing was the cheese, but, I guess that will have to wait until we get to Tillamook, and that is an adventure for another day.
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