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Working hard or hardly working? Today I went way far into the great white north with Nana and Snowflake in search of the elusive Gluten Free Goods. We found them, but along the way we witnessed Northwoods Adventures Galore. A man spent his entire life creating these pioneers out of concrete. Everyone stayed in the Pathfinder while I ventured into three feet of snow to get a few photos. I went here when I was little and I remember these poor creatures being in such better shape. A part of me would like to restore them.
A windmill and a muski stare longingly at eachother from across the highway. This would have been the perfect place for me to makeout with Pee Wee Herman when I was going through that phase. This is also where they hold some international lumberjack competitions. They saw logs and climb poles among other things. When my best friend and I were 18 or so, we were official judges for an international competition they had right in our little metropolis sponsored by Miller Beer. How in the hell did that happen?! I'm thinking maybe he REALLY did enjoy it more than he let on. Some of these guys were smokin', others were burly crusty woodsmen with beerbellies to match.
On the way back, the only station we could get was all American Indian, all the time. It was serious pow wow music and Snowflake dug it. Ol' Snow is part Chippewa I'm told. Maybe that's why he's always had such good rhythm(we just won't mention how he's getting into wailing lately). Some wild turkeys were a wanderin'. Beautiful! I've never seen a white one. They can be heinously mean and if you hit one they can do serious damage to your coche.
The day was splendid. I always enjoy a little roadtrip, even if it's in your own backyard. You never know what you'll see or find. Always take a camera!
7 comments:
You are way too good to me mamma. I can't wait to show my family these pics of my home state with great pride. You are luring me in with all of these, doncha know?!
Do you know anything about The Lodge at Cedar Creek?
It's fascinating what drives people. One day a man thought that he should make concrete and glass mosiac statues to share with the world.
Three feet of snow, huh? Gosh, now I feel silly for shivering in the 46 degree weather in the desert. In my defense though, I was wearing sandals, my toes were left to defend themselves agaisnt the elements
Those pictures answered a question I've been meaning to ask. Now I don't have to. I know where that is! And that road even looks awefully familiar. Thank God for little town people like me.
Holy shit! I forgot about that Lumberjack competition.
How the hell did we end up getting involved in that?
There had to have been some incentive but I cannot
remember what it was. Maybe we were just craving some
excitement..like oggling those burly men...LOL!
Yeah, it was a FREE t-shirt! It said "Log JAm" on it. That's very funny. It would be cool if you still had it...ha ha. Yes, Baby, we are Cheeseheads. We're not even transplanted cheeseheads, but authentic, honest to goodness cheeseheads.
Aw, makes me love you guys even more.
Can I move in? School's almost out and I'm pretty sure my parents want to get rid of me. Hehe
I know just where these pics are taken. We used to go camping in this place at the KOA. We loved to go to the log jam shows
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