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Tami

Social climber
Vancouver, Canada
Nov 12, 2009 - 12:32am PT
For obvious reasons I really dig a wine called CIRCUS

From Argentina.

Cab Sav or Malbec. I prefer the Cab Sav.


:-)
Lynne Leichtfuss

Sport climber
Will know soon
Nov 12, 2009 - 12:36am PT
Tami, we must meet in the real sometime....you are lol special. I'll bet you don't "chat" either. Just have fun in the outdoor world with fun people. Well that's only my take and a guess. Cheers, lynne

Edit: I'm nearly reduced to 2buck chuck, have to save the coin for some decent cerveza....like Old English 800, my new ale of choice. :DD
Tami

Social climber
Vancouver, Canada
Nov 12, 2009 - 12:44am PT
Lynne - BIG GRIN !! If I can get into America again......... hahahahahah


Shouldn't be a problem !!!


"Two buck chuck" ?! HAHAHAHAAHAHAH Gack but that's funny.


T? THANKS fer startin' a WHINE thread...........erppsss!!! WINE THREAD !


Am waiting fer an episode of KUNG FU to load.

Curt

Boulder climber
Gilbert, AZ
Nov 12, 2009 - 12:50am PT
I like Caymus, myself.

Curt
Salamanizer

Trad climber
The land of Fruits & Nuts!
Nov 12, 2009 - 01:05am PT
Fred Franzia (maker of two buck chuck)[not to be confused with Franzia wine which his father owned and sold much to his dismay] is an amazing man. A strait forward no bullshit kinda guy. If you were to ask him, he'd tell you all the imported dirt, expensive fancy varieties of grapes, prestigious vineyards and expensive bottles of wine are all nonsense. You can make a two dollar bottle of wine that competes with a 1000 dollar bottle of wine, no prob. He's even been quoted for saying you can grow grapes on asphalt and win awards.

Interesting fellow who has hundreds of millions of dollars but still drives an old beater truck.

Anyway, I recently bought a bottle of something red. Never liked wine of any sort. Figured maybe my palate has matured over the years and I'd take a liking to it... Nope! That stuffs crap, I'll stick to beer.
Mighty Hiker

climber
Vancouver, B.C. Small wall climber.
Nov 12, 2009 - 01:16am PT
I'm not much of a wine drinker or buyer, and so can't contribute to the discussion of the niceties. I guess I'm a little repelled by the pretentiousness of it all. My few purchases seem based on country of origin (Canada), price, and visual attraction of bottle and label, but there you are.

Maybe PTPP will learn me about these things if we go on a vertical camping trip next year.

In the meantime, where does one buy "two buck chuck"? Maybe the next time I'm in the US I'll buy some and give it a try.
eKat

Trad climber
BITD2
Nov 12, 2009 - 01:18am PT
TradersJoe . . for TwoBuckChuck. . .

http://www.traderjoes.com/product_categories.html#Booze

Some people call it UpChuck!

:-)

eKat
nature

climber
Tucson, AZ
Nov 12, 2009 - 01:21am PT
they raised the price.


It's now called three buck chuck.

c'mon people! keep up with the times!!!!1111169 ;-)
bluering

Trad climber
Santa Clara, Ca.
Nov 12, 2009 - 01:26am PT
Madonna, get a Chianti....
JOEY.F

Social climber
sebastopol
Nov 12, 2009 - 01:34am PT
I'm gettin partiial to those box wines,
They don't roll around under the bed...
John Moosie

climber
Beautiful California
Nov 12, 2009 - 01:40am PT
They don't roll around under the bed...

Or on the floorboard of your car.
apogee

climber
Nov 12, 2009 - 01:50am PT
Yum.
Yum.
Credit: apogee
apogee

climber
Nov 12, 2009 - 01:54am PT
Yum-Yum..
Yum-Yum..
Credit: apogee
Tom

Big Wall climber
San Luis Obispo CA
Nov 12, 2009 - 01:58am PT
Two-Buck Chuck Cabernet, if left in the cellar for a few years, seems to be the all-time best value in red wine. It's a bit harsh, right out the door.
Mighty Hiker

climber
Vancouver, B.C. Small wall climber.
Nov 12, 2009 - 02:54am PT
It seems that there is a Trader Joe's in metropolitan Bellinghamster, just across the border. A stop on my next field trip.
Mungeclimber

Trad climber
sorry, just posting out loud.
Nov 12, 2009 - 03:01am PT
if anyone would bother to let a 2 buck chuck sit for awhile before drinking it, most of the bottles are quite drinkable and are similar tasting to other blended wines I've had.


I'll second apogees Clos du bois nomination, but more particularly the 2004 Merlot. Never had a bad bottle of the 2004.

Wayno

Big Wall climber
Seattle, WA
Nov 12, 2009 - 03:08am PT
Don't get me started.
Norwegian

Trad climber
Placerville, California
Nov 12, 2009 - 09:43am PT
spent half my life doin time for some other fukers crime.

the other half found me stumblin around drunk on bugandy wine.

-r.h.
Norwegian

Trad climber
Placerville, California
Nov 12, 2009 - 10:34am PT
a space bag of cuvee blanc, or nowadays... house white..

that sh#t peels the love back from your eyes,

leaving you with visions of raw reality. with a side of wasabi.
Pate

Trad climber
?
Nov 12, 2009 - 10:53am PT
"Awwwwwwwww, c'mon Dad, do I have to? Math sucks."


Oh. Wine. Sorry, that's the kind of whine I'm most familiar with these days.

Carry on.







Edit: Norwegian, my cousin just named his son August at my suggestion! Hope he turns out ok.
klk

Trad climber
cali
Nov 12, 2009 - 09:02pm PT
MH: It seems that there is a Trader Joe's in metropolitan Bellinghamster, just across the border. A stop on my next field trip.

Anders, if you also camp in yr RV in the Kmart parking lot and do a side-trip to buy a condo at Sudden Lake, you can do a complete Canadian Triple Crown tour of Whatcom County.



t*r, if you get out of Kirkwood this winter for a run to Bear Valley (or to slum it at Dodge), you can stop ogg here and get really happy:

http://www.mtbrowwinery.com/vineyard.html
Norwegian

Trad climber
Placerville, California
Nov 12, 2009 - 09:47pm PT
the leaves are changing colors and the shadows have shifted. time to start stocking the nest for the upcoming wet cycle.

dad shoulders the responsibility and...im going woodcuttin on my saturday! up to our cabin in strawberry where downed wood abounds. i saw, split and load approximately a cord of wood before noon. fukin tazmanian devil shatters the morning serenity of this sleepy retirment community. my neighbors are looking out of their windows past steamy cups of coffee, wonderin of the spry, 'young' newcomer wearin tattered overalls with a steel-your-face patch!

i tie down the load in my grossly overloaded toyota and trailer, and split to the american river with my two cans of beer and my retreiver. i quickly put 36 ounces in my head (one was a tall can), and am wishin i had more.

dog's chasin sticks in the cold water, dad's boulderin on everything in site. i walk back up to the cabin and look into the liquor cupboard, which came fully stocked with the relic cabin. i uncork an old, old bottle of sheraz vino. just a small cup to complement and perpetuate my buzz.

between my overworked morning, my lack of quality breakfast, and my choice of beverages, im tilting a little to the east. oh shite, im scheduled to pick up my daughters in 90 minutes down in placerville. i call the sitter (grandma) and explain my predicament. ""im a cop magnet with the load of wood i got, and im three sheets to the wind so to speak, would it be ok if i have mom pick up the angels at 7?""

since this is the first time i have pulled this card in 5-years, she concedes. so i pedal my bike and trailer up to the leap, shoulder my rack, rope and silent partner, and stroll off to climb something. oh, and since i wont be drivin for a mere couple of hours, i'll just take this bottle of wine with me to keep me courageous.

so here comes up the pony express a tattered and worn old boy adorned in older cams and grateful dead ensignia, swillin shiraz and smilin at all of the cowboy ghosts.

i settle on east crack and attempt to run the first two pitches together with my 70 meter rope. just shy of bushy ledge the end of my rope spins thru my silent partner. hmm. off belay i whimper to my ropemate. my usual backup knot consists of the clove-hitched slack loops on the side of my harness. as i had let out the last coil of slack, i temporarily had no backup knot. luckily the tail of rope snags on a flake 20 feet below me. i down solo and set up my belay. rap and clean the pitch, and summit in the evening twilight.

rejoining the dad journey, i aim toward home. all the wiser and a little more fulfilled.
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