Photography and text by Corey Amaro
The Harvest Market in Fort Bragg never disappoints. French Husband, Chelsea and I gathered grocerys for our sejour at Westport. In our grocery cart, stuffed between breakfast, lunch and dinner for the next three days were a few bottles of wine. One of them bought because the label was intriguing: "Dad's Daily Red".
My heartstrings were playing as I cooked our dinner to the sound of the waves crashing. French Husband poured a glass of wine that Julie and Bill (the owners of Westport House) had set aside for us. We noticed that the bottle of wine was from the same winery as Dad's Daily Red, and that the winery was a mere stone throw away. We decide to go visit the next day.
Sally, the owner of Pacific Star greeted us as if we were old friends. Dad's Daily Red is named after her Father. We raised our glasses in honor of him. My eyes glistened as Sally talked about her dad... The thought of her father, my father, Westport, serendipity, life... a rich harvest.
We drank on the edge of the cliff near Westport and as the sun starting to disappear Sally invited us to come over tomorrow... to help with wine making.
Repost from 2010