One of my favorite views up the road from the Shippee home. This is looking north towards the bluff where Keuka lake forks. The grapes are in neat, wired rows. I’m always amazed at how much work goes into growing and harvesting acres of fruit. Makes you appreciate that glass just a little bit more and once again know that what you’re drinking is local.
I’m in Rowe trying to pull some last minute things together, mainly getting all of the canines here for their fun-filled weekend with a dog sitter. Not just any dog sitter mind you but Nadia, Chester’s first mom. He may look sceptical in the photo but once he sees her he will only have eyes for her.
We will be heading out to the Finger Lakes region of New York – Keuka Lake to be exact. One of our nieces is graduating from high school and Bill promised we would go (a very long time ago). We will be spending a long weekend with his side of the family in one of the most beautiful places I know.
This is a 6 hour journey through New York state on the thruway. Once we get off of the highway in Geneva we begin to get into some serious farm country. As we get closer to Penn Yan there are big beautiful farms owned by Mennonites. The farms are large and tidy. I will keep my eyes open for the tell tale clothing on the lines, shirts and dresses in vivid solid hues. If I’m lucky I will see a horse and buggy on the road (or bicycle) going in or out of Penn Yan.
Once through Penn Yan we cross over the northern part of Keuka Lake into Branchport. This is the area where you see vineyards. I think I will be spending some time this weekend with a few glasses of the local wine and maybe get a case for home.