If you've noticed that ALL the songs I quote as post titles are oldies, well there's a good reason for that.
I am an oldie and oldies are all I know.
On Saturday when we wended our way home from vacation we, like the proverbial ant of really old song lore, had high apple pie in the sky hopes of spotting some exciting wildlife.
Needless to say I did NOT get out of the car to take his close up.
It simply isn't true that we've lumbered away ALL our forests. Northern Wisconsin is mega-lumbering territory and yet the forests abound, returning with shocking rapidity after being harvested.
In biological terms it's called secondary succession.
I'm just sayin'.
All the way through that forest we kept our eyes peeled for elk or bear.
We saw nary one elk.
Fisherhubby said they were all sleeping in on a Saturday morning.
I thought maybe they were burrowed in watching cartoons.
I can tell you for sure and for certain that I don't want to meet a 665 pound bear while I'm out walking in the wild.
Notice it is open every day (almost). That made me giggle.
As for Fisherhubby, he was in hog heaven. I can guarantee you that if the Lord doesn't return and the crick (that's how we say it here) "don't rise" FH WILL be going back there when he saves up his pennies to get a new rod.
Because he NEEDS a new rod, only having 30 or so now.
As it was he got himself ANOTHER tackle box, I have NO IDEA how many of those he has.
I went the breakfast route with a pork chop, 3 eggs over easy, and hashbrowns which only cost $8ish.
We were both delighted with our fare.
The rest of our trip home was uneventful with nothing to report save the fact that I needed an emergency pit stop in Rudolph to rid myself of coffee consumed at lunch.
Thus our vacation came to a very satisfactory end.
Already we are looking forward the next exciting adventure of Fisherhubby and Miss Keetha.