A couple of weeks ago, we headed out to Casa Marin with the SHHH (our running group) for the second annual (I think) winery hash. We loaded buses in the morning with plenty of familiar faces and even more strangers for a day of fun complete with smog free air and wine.
Running through a vineyard.... check. Picking or cutting grapes.... check. Plenty of other debauchery... double check.
Hills... omg... hills....
Preparing to start our labor of love... somehow we PAID to work... not sure how they managed that.
After about 10 minutes... "Wait... we REALLY have to fill this thing up?"
Michael sporting his fancy scissors
We are being watched...
Picking... eating... Picking...
After we picked grapes which will be used to make a fancy wine that will be out sometime next year, they gave us a tasting before our typical Hash nonsense. Was this a good idea? It was a delicious idea.
These grapes in these buckets are covered with Raid to keep the bees away and stinky man feet... Just guessing, but Stinky Raid wine probably doesn't jump of the shelves, even in Chile where wine is cheap and everywhere.
The circle was a nightmare... but it was a nightmare in an idyllic location.
"Yeah... you want to stomp grapes?"... "Umm we should stomp grapes"
Greatest and most bizarre and disgusting feeling ever, all at the same time. Sometimes being here definitely opens doors to bizarre and fun things.
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