Read Between the Vines
Three Days of Uninterrupted Reading, Curated Wine, and Cozy Silence.
wine and reading retreats
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Three Days of Uninterrupted Reading, Curated Wine, and Cozy Silence.
wine and reading retreats
From Bespoke Wine Journeys
Join the Waitlistor reserve your seat with a deposit
A snowbound cabin above 9,000 feet in the Rocky Mountains, a fire that doesn't go out, and a reading list built for the season. This is a slow, small retreat for people who want their winter to feel like a chapter break.
Days move at the pace of a page turning: quiet mornings with coffee and a book, unhurried wine pairings chosen to match what you're reading, and long fireside conversations once the sun drops behind the peaks. Snow gathers on the pines outside the window. Nobody is in a hurry to go anywhere.
Molly builds each pairing around the chapter in front of you, a cold-climate white for a ghost story set in the mountains, something dark and brooding for the parts of the book that ask for it. The coffee bar runs from sunrise, and there's always a glass of something within reach, wine, a cocktail, or simply cider, by the fire.
This retreat was built for the reader who has always wanted a snowed-in weekend that actually delivers on the fantasy: good light, better wine, and nowhere else to be. Arrive Friday afternoon, leave Monday morning.
Spanish moss, wrought iron, and a reading list as atmospheric as the city itself. Savannah has always been a setting worthy of its own novel, and this retreat treats it that way.
Expect shaded courtyard tastings, an evening walk through the historic district after dark, and long afternoons spent reading somewhere the humidity makes the pages curl. Lanterns come on before the sun fully sets. The garden gates creak in a way that feels intentional.
Molly has built the list and the pours around the same instinct: something a little haunted, a little Southern, a little too beautiful to be entirely comfortable. A coffee bar runs all morning, and evenings bring a proper cocktail alongside the wine, with snacks always within reach.
Days are loose by design. Mornings belong to the book. Evenings gather everyone back together for wine, conversation, and whatever chapter came up along the way. Arrive Friday afternoon, leave Monday morning.
Arrive in the afternoon to a fire already going, the coffee bar warm, and a welcome pour, wine or a cocktail, waiting either way. Your bags disappear into your room before you notice they're gone. Dinner is long and unstructured, mostly spent getting to know the six or eight guests you'll be reading beside all weekend.
Coffee first, conversation later. The morning is yours: a book, a porch or a window seat, and no schedule to interrupt either.
A slower kind of afternoon: an outing to a local bookstore, a visiting author stopping in to read a chapter and talk about the book everyone's mid-way through, or simply more time in a window seat with a fresh cup of coffee. Nothing on the schedule is required.
Everyone gathers again as the light turns gold, for a glass of wine or a cocktail, whichever the evening calls for, and a spread of snacks before a dinner that runs long on purpose. Someone always tries to sneak in one more page at the table.
Coffee is on before anyone else is. Another slow morning with your book, the coffee bar always within reach.
A second chance at whatever you missed on Saturday, the bookstore, the author, or simply more time outside with the view in front of you, plus a full day to sink further into your book.
A final dinner together, wine and cocktails poured through the last chapters, and a toast to the book that got everyone talking.
A slow morning with coffee and pastries, one last conversation on the porch, and a late-morning departure. No alarms, no rush.
Most getaways ask you to keep moving: see more, do more, come home with something to show for it. A reading retreat asks the opposite. Stay in one place. Read one book. Notice how quickly your attention comes back to you, the same attention that used to fall asleep mid-sentence three nights a week.
Read Between the Vines is a small, hosted weekend built around that idea. Wine and food are on the guest list too, but they're there to support one thing: the slow, uninterrupted disappearing act of a good book, in a beautiful place, with a glass poured for whatever chapter you're on. No agenda to keep up with. No one asking what you're building next.
This is a reading retreat for people who already read every night. It's also, quietly, a retreat for anyone who can't remember the last book they finished and loved. Longtime book club friends travel here together. Just as many guests arrive solo, and leave with people they'd travel with again.
If you've been circling the idea of a slower kind of trip, a weekend built for one thing instead of ten, this is what that looks like in practice.
Every detail of the weekend, the linens, the meals, the pace of the day, exists to make you comfortable enough to disappear into a book. Good hosting is mostly invisible. You should simply notice that the fire is already lit.
The reading list is built around the setting: a mountain cabin gets ghost stories, and a Savannah courtyard gets exactly what that sounds like. You don't have to finish it. You don't even have to bring one. There is always a shelf.
Wine is chosen the way a good host chooses music: to match the room, not to show off. Each pour is picked for a chapter, a scene, or the hour of the day. Non-drinkers are accommodated without a second thought.
I've spent the last twenty years creating memorable experiences around food, wine, and hospitality. Somewhere along the way, I realized my favorite moments were never really about the wine. They were about slowing down, sharing stories, and giving people permission to linger.
Read Between the Vines grew from another lifelong love: books. I wanted to create the retreat I'd always been searching for: a weekend where reading isn't something you squeeze in, but the entire point. Beautiful places, thoughtful conversation, incredible wine, delicious food, cozy corners, and plenty of uninterrupted time to disappear into a novel.
If your dream weekend involves a stack of books, a glass of wine, and a fireplace instead of a packed itinerary, you're in the right place.
Molly
A small, hosted getaway built around uninterrupted time to read, rather than a packed itinerary. Read Between the Vines pairs that time with wine, home-cooked meals, and a beautiful setting, in a group of six to ten guests.
No. There's a reading list for guests who want one, and a full shelf on-site for everyone else. Some people finish a novel in a weekend. Others read fifty pages and call it a win. Both are the point.
Yes, most guests do. Small tables and a shared reading list make it easy to arrive solo and leave with people you'd travel with again.
Always. Every wine pairing has a thoughtful non-alcoholic counterpart, and no one is asked to explain their choice.
No. A walk, a tasting, or a conversation by the fire is offered, never required. You're just as welcome in a window seat with your book.
Three nights' lodging, Friday through Monday morning, all meals from an on-site chef, a coffee bar, wine pairings chosen by chapter, evening cocktails and snacks, a reading list, and the planned gatherings for that retreat. Travel to the retreat itself is not included.
Yes. A deposit reserves your seat at the table, with the remaining balance due closer to the retreat. Email us and we'll walk you through current pricing and deposit details.
Two retreats, two very different settings: Reading in the Clouds, in a private cabin in Colorado's Rocky Mountains, and Southern Gothic, in historic Savannah, Georgia.
Pricing varies by retreat and season. A deposit holds your seat, with the balance due closer to the date. Email hello@bespokewinejourneys.com for current rates.
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