These are the things footpathing dreams are made of – all in one demure and lovely place. You’ll find a clear, level bike path, endless meadow, towering forest, subway-like tunnels through fresh leafy bushes and a sweet stream that loops through the woods like a curly fry.
And if you catch it in April and May – the blossoms are overwhelming.
Lawrenceville-Hopewell Bike Trail, Chauncey Trail
AS A WINE….
Condrieu, from it’s tiny little appellation and made from the relatively obscure Viognier grape, with its apricot blossomy flavors and aromas, broad palate and veins of oak, seems like a fair representation of this sweetly perfect place that everybody drives past.
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