After finishing our food and wine, it was time for winery #7.
Unlike the last winery, this dog was very friendly.
Later that night, Kelli and I got crabs (yes that was a sad attempt at humor).
After getting crabs (bad joke gone worse) we headed back to Tarara for an evening jazz fest.
Last day, and I figured I’d get some pictures of the room.
Kelli was sure to make use of the bathtub.
The bedroom (like duh).
The living area.
Before we left, we went for a cruise around the grounds and found the owner “Whitey” doing some fishing.
We decided to let them do their thing, and hopped back into our golf cart to continue our tour.