Aug. 3-6th
Alright, after a month of camping and general lollygagging with some beautiful island people in beautiful island places, we decided to make a solid effort to head east. Our first stop was the Okanogan. As the Okanogan is a region made up of a bunch of different towns, we honed in on a couple of friends living in the area, leading us to Peachland; Which is just as charming as it sounds.
Spending two nights parked on the beachside curb, there couldn't be a nicer place to wakeup. Unfortunately the wind was out of control, and after trying to keep hold of our stuff and a couple hard knocks to the head we decided to take shelter. Being in the Okanogan and never more than a couple clicks away from a vineyard, it was wine o'clock.
We like wine, we drink wine, we wine tour, we know people who understand wine (and by proxy occasionally drink good wine). So when we roll up in our campervan with yesterday's clothes on and a fragile baby needing a nap, we know we're not throwing off sommelier vibes. What's worse was our frantic exit, as Tyler suddenly realized that he had forgotten his bike (the only thing of value we didn't sell before leaving Vancouver) at the park. Nothing confirms everyone's notion that we're Cousin Eddy like double fisting your tastings before throwing cash on the bar and running out the door. Sorry Brenda, we don't care that the chardonnay was aged in an oak barrel.![]() |
| Feeling peachy! |










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