Earlier this summer, my son was scheduled to take part in a
Disability Leadership retreat at a local college for a five-day stay.
Someone new to his personal care was going to help Justin during the
week, so we were hesitant to leave on our own adventure until a
successful overnight had passed. I spent Sunday afternoon getting the
Brew Hut ready for travel for what we hoped would be our first extended
trip.
Day One: After not hearing from Justin and assuming
that all was well, we hitched up the Brew Hut and were on the road by 8
a.m. We drove by way of Columbus, Fond du Lac and Sheboygan, arriving
at
Kohler-Andrae State Park
at 11 a.m. We didn’t have reservations. Our backup plan was to try
other Lake Michigan shoreline campgrounds within an hour or so. Because
it was Monday morning and most of the weekend campers had left, we had
no problem securing a site with electric hookups.
I
last visited the beach at Kohler-Andrae about thirty years ago. At
that time, I remembered the beach being wider and the dunes being barer,
but my recollection may be flawed or perhaps influenced by beer. I
think my last visit was during college and after dark. I probably
didn’t do much hiking, but that’s what we do now.
The third photo is the way that I remember the dunes, but a helpful,
informative sign explains that human and animal activity causes erosion
that leaves the sandy scar. When I was a kid, we loved to run and jump
off the dunes without giving much thought to the consequences of our
fun. On this trip, I did not try to relive my youth, break an ankle or
scar the dunes.
Informational signs warned against straying off the boardwalk trail but also provided knowledge:
That evening, we drove into Sheboygan and had a fantastic meal at Harry’s Prohibition Bistro on South Pier Street.
The appetizer special was mussels pan seared and finished in a
reduced red wine sauce with lots of garlic. Often, ordering seafood in
Wisconsin is a mistake. Not this time. The chef stopped by to see if
we were enjoying the dish, saying that he was going to make some up for
himself before leaving for the evening. The main dish, pizza, was very
good but we probably could have stopped after the mussels.
After dinner, we meandered up and down the Sheboygan pier. It was a gorgeous night.
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