Summer Crush Winery Trip September 24, 2016

Miata Club roadtrip to Summer Crush Winery

We had a great time at the winery. While Tammy and I were not able to make it to the meeting place to caravan to the winery, we did make it up there albeit about 1/2 hour late.

I believe I counted 7 or 8 cars there; lower turnout than I expected, but still a decent showing nonetheless.

Tammy and I arrived and started looking for the group. Hmm, the cars are here but where are the people? Sherlock Holmes here then figured out they must be in the Tasting Room, and sure enough, they were there.

There was good surfer music. I don’t recall the name of the first band, but I did recognize the woman playing lead guitar. I had worked with her a few years ago. She had tried to put together a band back a few year back, and I even got together with her and prospective band mates and had a fun afternoon drumming for her, but she was not able to put it together then. She knocked around trying to do a classic rock band, but then this surfer-themed band opening came along, and you saw and heard the result

After that band was done, a Beach Boys cover band took over. Both bands elicited a great response, especially from a spry elderly couple that danced seemingly at least half of the songs while we were there.

There was also a vintage surfboard show, as well as a surfer-style car show, judged by popular vote. Tammy and I were pleased that our favorite car, a 1967 Ford Fairlane red/white two-tone station wagon, was the winner.

The outside bar was doing a brisk and steady business. If any of you ever go, you HAVE TO try the wine slushies. Perfectly refreshing.

The atmosphere was friendly, the weather could have been a few degrees cooler, but at least the large fans in the pavilion provided some relief.

Many of the group left just a few minutes before Tammy and I did. On our way south on the turnpike, in the rain, up ahead I could see a red NB Miata traveling quite slowly, with flashers on. I thought “Uh-oh, is Lou having trouble?!?”

As we got closer I could see it was a lowered Miata. Whew, not Lou. Then as I got closer still, I could see the reason for the driver going only around 50 MPH while traffic was whooshing by at 80. The youngster’s car was “Hella-Flushed” you know, the style of lowering a car so much that the negative camber makes the suspension look like it’s broken, and the tires are contacting the road on a very tiny area. Oh, well, a white-knuckled drive on the turnpike is NOT my idea of a well-handling car, but to each his own. But not for me.

We had fun, and thanks to the club for organizing the event.