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At a Glance
Shenandoah. Traditionally, the title of the
famous folk song brings to mind the Appalachians, the Missouri
River and the story of an Indian chief with a beautiful
daughter. But here in Northern California, the word evokes
something entirely different. The Shenandoah Valley is
synonymous with rolling vineyards, cozy tasting rooms, and, most
notably, a catchy little Destination Highway. DH67 strums down
from the shady groves south of Pollock Pines, picks along
Sturdevant Ridge and slides into the valley’s grassy shoals. And
as long as crowds of pylons aren’t flooding out of the small,
sold-out houses that populate this tour, you’ll be humming along
through the tight corners between Pleasant Valley and Somerset
and the wider, sweepier, better engineered chorus of sweepers
down toward Plymouth. The legendary Pete Seeger once asked, “Why
should this favorite sea shanty concern an Indian chief, and a
midwestern river? And why does everyone love it so and refuse to
change it?" Well, Pete, we couldn’t agree more. Here’s our
version: Oh Shenandoah, I long to ride you…