Like everything else at the wedding, the wine also had a story. A couple of weeks before the big day we headed down to Charlottesville to taste some VA wines with Papa Dumm and Marcy. We found a couple we really liked at Jefferson’s Vineyard and then some fun Pink Champagne. Things got exciting when Chris decided to take the long country road home on just 3 miles worth of gas in his tank. Just as Papa Dumm was suggesting drafting off semi’s as a last ditched effort, we found a gas station and alls well that ends well, especially when it ends with a photojournalism festival and a magnificent thunderstorm.