Weekend in the Napa Valley

Ever since I was a little boy I have always loved spending time in the Napa Valley, in particular St. Helena. My fondness for it comes from the fact that my father's parents grew up in the Napa Valley. Both my grandfather and grandmother was raised in St Helena and graduated from St Helena High School, one of the coolest looking high schools I have seen. In fact, most of, if not all of my father's family is buried in the St. Helena cemetery. My great grandfather was a Sheriff in Napa and my great grandmother was an elementary school teacher. I grew up hearing stories from my grandfather and great uncle about the "adventures" they had as kids in St Helena. To this day I enjoy listening to the stories my father tells about the times he spent on my aunt's ranch, and his stories about hunting and motorcycle riding all throughout Napa and the surrounding areas.

During my childhood summers I was practically raised at Lake Berryessa. My first driving lessons, before I was old enough to drive legally, were on my grandmother's property where she was raised. My first driving accident was on the same property. . .  I turned too tight while driving through a field and dented the side of my grandfather's van on an old tree stump. I even earned how to drive a stick shift in a dump truck in St Helena.

Well, not to long ago my wife and I drove up to St Helena and spent the weekend there, and these were some of the photos from our time there.

I hope you enjoy them.

On our way home we drove through Yountville, another cute town in the Napa Valley.