A very wet night gave way to a beautiful, clear blue sky, morning. The wet tent was packed away after breakfast and after our morning walk we headed west on Route 12 toward Chicago. Just outside the park was a beautiful doe, standing in the middle of the road. By the time I got my camera, she was gone.
Back on Route 90 we drove through Chicago. It was Dave’s first time in the city. He was really impressed with the highway system that took us through the city and the great condition of the highway. In 35 years of driving through major cities in the East, he has never seen such a smooth interstate that rolled through a city. Well done Chicago! Oprah’s taxes are being well spent.
Chicago’s skyline in beautiful. I have been through it before and driven the spectacular Lakeshore Drive. This is one of the last major cities we will pass through and I would like to think this was good planning on our part getting through all the traffic congested cities during the weekend, but it just happened to work out that way because of our meeting with great friends along the way.
Last year when we drove through Illinois, Wisconsin and Minnesota it rained and stormed almost the whole way. Today it was partly cloudy and plenty of sun. It was a great day for a drive and the scenery was interesting. Lots of farms and rolling hills. We stopped in Delton, WI looking for lunch but the place was a mad house. We do not recommend this as a place to stop for fuel and lunch. The traffic was so bad because of the attractions and construction, that it took about a half hour to go one mile off the Interstate and the same one mile back. On a chilly Sunday afternoon, this looks like the place everybody wants to be.
This is new territory for both of us, as we left 90 and took 94 West. Along the highway in Wisconsin, we counted more than 20 deer carcasses on the side of the highway. Dave says we’re in the “rut” season and the animals think with their raging hormones instead of their heads. It was amazing how many poor animals are struck on the interstates. The Call of the Wild kept us entertained as we drove, but I
was sad when the book ended, only because I enjoyed listening to it so much. I was happy for Buck that he found his calling.
Crossing over the state line into Minnesota, we stopped to have dinner with another friend, Troy. We met him at a Buffalo Wild Wings restaurant just outside St. Paul. We saw Troy last year when we drove across country and he drove down to 90 to meet us for breakfast. This time we were practically in his backyard. The BBQ Hot boneless wings were excellent as were the Buffalo Chips (round French fries). We saw Troy’s new truck and caught up on the latest news in his life. It was great to see him.
Thank God for AAA and their campground books. After leaving Troy we found a town with a public campground close to where we wanted to stop for the night. Sauk Centre is a great a small town on a scenic lake and river in the middle of God’s country. Our site at Sinclair Lewis Campground was right on the Sauk Lake. Red-winged blackbirds entertained us in the brush on our site, and the Canadian Geese and Mallard Ducks swam
A Moose Picture for Jess
Jess loves Moose - so we will find them where ever they hide
just off shore.
After we set up our tent, we went for our nightly walk. In our domed living room, we sat back, relaxed and watched a good movie, courtesy of Mish, who provided us with dozens of DVDs. Thank you Mish. Tell the boys Granpy misses them already and sends a “Hey” to JD and Conny Boy. And also to Lou and Doo. Unlike the usual ruckus at home with grandkids running around the tent is way too quiet in the evenings
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