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 When I moved back to Madison to attend law school in 1987, we moved to a crappy little apartment near the banks of Starkweather Creek on the unfashionable east side.  Today, the east side is booming, and one of the newer brewpubs is called Starkweather Beer Company. It was Saint Pat's Day.  While Guinness is a decent light-bodied stout, I opted for Starkweather's dry Irish Stout, named "Jamestown Jackdaw." Coming in at 5.9 ABV, it had a malty chewable backbone.  It's a new favorite stout for me.  Julia had Late Winter Haze, a New England IPA that didn't have as much fruitiness as she likes in a hazy.  It was still well-executed. We walked down the street to the Harmony Bar, where Julia enjoyed a complete corn beef and cabbage dinner.  I opted for the Reuben sandwich.  Mine was washed down with an Edmund Fitzgerald porter from Great Lakes Brewing.  Julia enjoyed her Chaos Pattern IPA from 3 Sheeps Brewing.  Both are great beers. Justin update:   After a long h

Wildcat Mountain State Park



We spent three nights recently at Wildcat Mountain State Park in the driftless region of southwestern Wisconsin near the small town of Ontario.  While the glaciers barreled through much of Wisconsin leaving many rounded land forms and lakes, the driftless region features deeply carved river valleys. The Kickapoo River meanders back and forth for 126 miles, nearly meeting itself at times, before entering the Wisconsin River.

We live fairly close to Devil’s Lake State Park, which has more visitors than many national parks.  In the summer, that park is filled with crowds of tourists.  Campgrounds book up quickly, beginning 11 months in advance.  We were looking for a different experience without having to drive more than two hours, and we found that at Wildcat Mountain State Park.  The campground had about half a dozen sites with electric hookups, a bunch more rustic sites without hookups, and more walk-in tent sites.  For all campers, there were flush toilets, hot showers, picnic tables, campfire rings, and a dump station.  We had no trouble getting reservations a few weeks ahead of time, and some non-electric sites were still vacant for those showing up on Saturday night.  We rarely encountered hikers on the trails and never felt crowded.

The longest trail in the park is Old Settler’s Trail (2.5 miles).  It rises up and down steep valleys and crosses several streams.  Hemlock Trail is shorter but climbs to the top of Mount Pisgah ( a big hill).  Most of the Hemlock Trail is in a state-protected natural area and doesn’t allow dogs, although we didn’t see the small sign until after we completed the hike.  Callie said that it didn’t matter because she is part dingo and not really a dog.  The last trail that we hiked in the park was the Ice Cave Trail.  In June, it features a small waterfall.  While I kicked back with a book/nap, Julia went on to kayak for two hours down the Kickapoo.




We then drove through the back-roads of Amish farms and stores, which featured freshly- picked morel mushrooms (only in season this time of year), maple syrup, baked goods, honey, and many other items.  One farm advertised fresh trout, and it turned out that the fish were so fresh, they hadn’t been caught yet.  If you could catch one, the Amish would clean the fish for you as part of the price.

We passed on the trout, but we did scoop up morel mushrooms, maple syrup, and home-made chocolate toffee.

That night we prepared our mushrooms (sauteed with a whole stick of butter), steak, and a spinach salad, washed down with Snappy IPA brewed by the Hillsborough Brewing Company.  Then we enjoyed a campfire and daylight that continued past 9:30 p.m.




On Saturday, it rained off and on, but we found time to drive to the Kickapoo Valley Reserve, which is a beautiful 8,600 acre tract of land between LaFarge and Ontario.  Because the trails were very muddy, we stayed on the paved and gravel portions of the multi-use bike, horse, and hiking trails.  We only saw two people on our hour hike.  One young man was Amish and brave enough to make a friend of Callie.

Saturday afternoon, we drove to the Hillsboro Brewing Company for nachos and tap beer.  Julia had “Treat Yo Self” (unfiltered northeastern IPA, and I had a Contented Cow (milk stout).  I loved the space, but they are moving to a bigger space with more parking.




By Saturday night, the skies had cleared, and we had another long campfire. Even at 10 p.m. the skies were not completely dark. Temp dropped into the 40’s, which made for great sleeping.  We got up early Sunday morning for breakfast and one last hike.


This is not the first time we’ve been to Wildcat Mountain, but it has been many years and far too long since the last time.  Julia liked the area and the Amish vibe so much that we had to check out the real estate listings in LaFarge.  But the good thing about the Brew Hut is that we don’t have to buy real estate or a cabin to enjoy an area.  There are many undiscovered and re-discovered gems, such as Wildcat Mountain.  Having said that, we will be back and hopefully soon.




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