After a somewhat fitful sleep (tiki drinks make for weird dreams, perhaps?), I woke up, packed, and met my Dad, who had flown in from NYC and driven into SF to pick me up. We headed out across the Bay Bridge towards Napa, where we had planned a cycling/winery trip. We stopped along the way in St. Helena at Farmstead to have lunch and catch up with Adam (my college boyfriend), who is now living full-time in Napa.
After lunch we continued on to Calistoga, our home base for the next two nights. A representative from the bike tour company met us at the hotel, set us up on bikes, and suggested a short, warm-up route for the day. Despite a few sprinkles, we enjoyed the ride, and even stopped at Twomey for our first wine tasting of the weekend.
We dined at the Inn at Calistoga, and headed off to get a good night's sleep for the following day.