Wake up, go session, summer bike ride in Napa.
The weekend called for an adventure outside of the city, so we set off to Napa to ride bikes. Friends suggested a bobby-pin loop to the top of Mt. Veeder, which started out as a staircase incline that inevitably transformed into a steep, punch in the gut grade. After shameless whining and a bit of panting, the peak of Mt. Veeder offered a quick glimpse of Napa Valley treetops and vineyards cascading down the mountain slope. The sight of vineyards always reminds me of the terraced rice paddies of my childhood home in Indonesia. I love making connections to childhood memories in order to transform new surroundings into a familiar place.
The descent down Mt. Veeder Road was steep with endless blind corners filled with potholes, another bit of terrain reminiscent of childhood road trips my family often took from Jakarta to the beach. The roads were damaged with massive potholes trapping puddles of brown water—puddles a big as the ocean. My sister and I would see the puddles and exclaim, “We’re here!” joking as though we had arrived at the beach.
I chased B down the mountain dodging rocks and ruts. It was satisfying to survive the descent without a crash or flat tire. But then, those rough and gritty adventures really feel like the best thing once they are complete. For any adventurer, there is a feeling of pride to look back at the journey and have that self high-five moment as you think, Yeah I did it!
Summer wine ride in Vineland Pt. 2
The adventure continued with post-ride wine tasting at The Hess Collection Winery. The front courtyard greeted us with a lily pad pond filled with goldfish that led up to the Hess Collection’s 4-story contemporary art gallery. The tasting room host described how Mt. Veeder vines are planted in dry soil and must stretch their roots far and deep through lava rock in search of water. The result of these grapes’ underground adventure delivered mineral, earthy undertones in the glass. I love how the grapes naturally have the urge to reach beyond the ground where they were planted. You gain flavor that way. -Anisah