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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.      

North Wood County Park

On a rainy Wednesday morning, we drove an hour or so west to our next campground:  North Wood County Park, about fifteen minutes south of Marshfield, Wisconsin.  We had reservations for a nice waterfront campsite in a mostly empty campground mid-week.


I had my happy face on while setting up camp in the drizzle while Julia waited patiently in the truck.

On Wednesday and Thursday, we spent most of the day reading inside the Scamp.  We did venture out on Wednesday afternoon to the Blue Heron Brew Pub in Marshfield for lupper and a couple of beers.  


They ran out of the in-house stout but offered Shutdown Stout, a guest brew from nearby Mosinee Brewing Company.  Julia had Friar Frisch, a Belgium Dubbel.  

The beer was excellent, and the food was well above-average also.  The forecast was for more rain.  I took a growler of stout to-go.

North Wood County Park did have a pair of blue herons fishing on the water during our stay, but they refused to pose for a good picture.  

Comments

greg said…
Yeah, I can really see that happy face there!

And is it just possible that y'all ran them out of the in-house stout with the rainy-day blues?
John said…
Honest, we each only had one beer. I will confess to taking a to-go growler (64 ounce glass jug) of the substitute stout back to the Scamp, but over half of it is still in the home fridge several days later. I'm a lightweight when it comes to quantity.

The happy face was as big a smile as Julia was going to coax out of me at that particular time.

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