Many of you have asked where in the world I've been.

All I know is that after 7 plus years of blogging and a different lappy, which I don’t like, I seem to have lost my blogging fervor.

Someday, when you least expect it, I will post again.

For those of you still waiting I say thank you.

Meanwhile, I am rather prolific on twitter. Find me: @KeethaB
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Wednesday, July 31, 2013

Long And Winding Road

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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.


Before we even reached the county road we spied this wild beast.  HE was loose and had a chain dangling from a ring in his nose.  He looked none too pleased to be the subject of my photo op!!!!

Needless to say I did NOT get out of the car to take his close up.


Much of our long and winding road went right through virgin forest.

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.


Alas THIS was the only bear I found and he was in a gas sration in Glidden.

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.


Glidden was called Bear Crossing 'cause the world record bear was shot there, commemorated by this primitive and rustic painting.

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.


In Park Falls we came across the St Croix Rod factory and outlet shop.

Notice it is open every day (almost).  That made me giggle.


I can honestly say it had never once crossed my mind to even wonder how they make a fishing pole.  Looked to be an interesting process.

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.


They threw in a ski hat for free which he proudly wore the rest of the way home in spite of the fact it was late July.


In Medford we stopped at a local watering hole called "The Flame" for lunch.   Fisherhubby ordered the sirloin steak which filled his entire platter and only set us back $14.



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.

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12 comments:

nancygrayce said...

I'd be none to happy with a ring in my nose either!!!

Beautiful winding road you traveled and it looked like you took the road less traveled!

I don't get eating pork chops as breakfast food...😊
It just cracks me up!

Tracy said...

Ah Wisconsin where you see cows running away from home on the side of the road.

LV said...

All good things come to an end. Glad you are back safe and had a fun time. Fisherhubby is a big sport in more ways than one.

Nita Davis said...

:D
I would have passed on the close up also. As for bears . . . when I was little I got a close up look at a grizzly cub that had been tagged extremely dangerous by the game warden, and I can tell you I hope never to see another no matter how much it weighs.

Charlotte Huffman said...

You have a great time everywhere you go! My husband and grandsons would have enjoyed the fishing rod factory!

Sandy said...

Oh my Medford...My dad was a butcher at a fresh meat market in Medford when I was growing up...We lived upstairs of the butcher shop...I loved the library at the end of Main St. Went there almost every Saturday and read...Loved living there from 1st. grade to mid term 7th grade when we moved to Stevens Point....Thanks for the picture of the wonderful looking food at the restaurant in Medford...Also on Fridays and Saturdays the Amish would come and reign their buggy horses on the horse posts and sell their baked goods and meat and eggs...LOVED that too....Oh the memories you give me when you write about your adventures in Wis.....
Love from NC

Stacy said...

I haven't been by in a while...I've missed it. You always having me laughing with the way you tell a story. :) Thanks for taking us on the trip with you.

Joanna Jenkins said...

Love the ski hat in July :-)

And that looks like one scary cow on the run. You were smart to stay in the car! Yikes.

jj

Carol Z said...

I'm an oldie, too, and enjoy going along on your adventures.

42N said...

One of my fovorite songs. The chow looks really good. You guys eat well in Wisconsin.

Ann@A Sentimental Life said...

Sorry about the lack of wildlife BUT the memories of a wonderful trip with the husband has to be the best!

Tami said...

Isn't the cow a "she" since she looks like a dairy cow? Wisconsin cows could be different than PA cows. LOL