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Ten Degrees and Getting Colder

  Cold Sunrise   That's just the name of the song written by Gordon Lightfoot.  It was actually -13 F when I got up this morning (wind chill -24).  Tucson may have pulled back into the lead!  There's a lot of weighing pros and cons of Colorado vs Arizona by the wood stove.  Not much else to report. I did enjoy a few games of pool and a beer with my brother this week.  We don't get together very often, so it's good to try to keep the lines of communication open, especially with my mother celebrating her 86th birthday next month.  He lives in Milwaukee and just started semi-retirement.  Our opposing politics and lifestyles keep things very casual and surface-level.  Not that there's anything wrong with that.   It's important to find common ground.  He and his wife have started going to concerts and recently saw the Steve Miller Band.  Music is one of our common interests.      

Kohler-Andrae State Park: Days Two and Three




Day Two: We woke up early, brewed coffee, ate breakfast, and were on the trail before the dew dried.  Specifically, we hiked from our campsite to the Sanderling Nature Center.

Intricate, amazing spider webs were everywhere along the trail, glistening in the early sun and dew. We also saw multiple adult deer and fawns.  There’s just something about hiking early in the morning with no one around that brings peace and joy to my soul.





Later in the morning, Julia did some wading, while I found a picnic table under a shady tree.   You’ll notice my new hat, picked up at 3 Sheeps Brewing in Sheboygan.




3 Sheeps has a cavernous warehouse tasting room with picnic table spread out over the concrete floor and overhead doors opened up for air circulation.  I tasted several sours, which pushed my limits (not a bad thing).  The bartender was informative, and the tasting room was unique.

Later that day, we enjoyed Mexican food on the second floor deck at El Camino Mexican Restaurant in Sheboygan.

We started a campfire early that evening, but were eventually chased in by rain showers.

Day Three:  Our plans for this day were to pack, hitch up, and tow the Brew Hut to a county park along Lake Winnebago.  However, as we drove within a mile of Calumet County Campground, the cell phone rang.  I could only hear Julia’s side of the conversation:  “What, he did what, what, how bad is it?  what?”

The short story is that our son Justin injured his ribs during a transfer at the disability leadership conference.  He needed medical attention that day, which required us to tow back home and take Justin to urgent care in Madison. 

Everything checked out (bruised ribs requiring rest), but it was a good reminder that plans are to be made in Jello, not concrete.

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