A weekend away

Here is what we managed to squeeze into 48 hours: driving, sightseeing, walking, picture taking, wine tasting, more sightseeing, beer drinking, bike riding, lovely dinner, an OK dinner, lying on the grass and visiting a battle field. It has been ages since the last time I rode a proper mountain bike in the country and I am not going to deny it, I struggled at times, going up the steep hills. But, no pain, no gain, and my effort was rewarded with great views of ponds and hills covered with grape bearing vines.