On Sunday we drove 40 minutes south to Grizzly Peak for a little 2 hour hike. It was a foggy, chilly morning and we were happy to be wearing our down jackets. Some trees were dripping moss which dangled in the breeze eerily. We only brought some nuts and chocolate for elevensies, so hoped to be done hiking before we got hangry. It was an easy 750 foot ascent and then a flat loop around the top of the mesa. When we got to the summit, the sun was just starting to break through and we watched the fog blow by as the city of Ashland peeked out below. Flowers of all colors littered the ground and we finally smelled and identified the wild onions everywhere. 
Grizzly Peak vineyard was only 20 min away and since it's wine month and all, we dropped in for a tasting.We're getting good at pronouncing all the previously unknown blends, even if we can't quite taste the difference between a Malbec and a Syrah 12 or Syrah 14 or a Cab Franc and a Cabernet Sauvignon. This time, I preferred the Marsanne/Roussanne or Viognier and Judd the Tempranillo. When we leave a tasting, we depart with a new plethora of adjectives which we proceed to taunt each other with inappropriately. "I think YOU're fruit forward!" "Well I think YOU'RE full and peppery!"
Now we were really hungry so we finally made it to the Tapas bar Elements in Medford. They served many very tasty small plates. Strolling around downtown Medford , Judd almost beat some dude at chess. We headed home to pop a cork on our own deck.....because wine month isn't over yet.
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