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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