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Up North in Phillips, WI

The Goodes of WI celebrate the annual summer rite of renting a cabin on a lake, somewhere “up north” in Wisconsin.  This year’s winner: Phillips, WI. Time frame, mid July.  Our “cabin” was located on the north shore of Long Lake, part of the Phillips Chain of Lakes, and real near the thriving metropolis of Phillips itself.

In attendance:  Dave and Nancy, Paula and Roger, Tim and Eileen, Madeline and Jeremy.

It was the usual deal, boat, bikes, loafing, knitting, serious computer programming and debugging, (and in Paula and Madeline’s case) shopping.  And it isn’t easy to “shop” in Phillips.  There was a nice sandy beach and dock as part of the deal.

Tim and Eileen brought their road bikes and two kayaks, Roger brought his green canoe.  On one day Roger and Madeline paddled the green boat down the South Fork of the Flambeau, accompanied by Tim and Eileen in yaks.

There was road riding, but not as much as we’d hoped.  A lot of roads are dirt. Still, it worked fine for the week we were there.

 

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Trempealeau – Camping and Biking

We try to get to Trempealeau every year to camp at Perrot State Park and ride bikes.  This year was no exception.

Unlike some previous outings, we had a varied crowd show up this time.  Jean and Joe brought down their recently acquired, and totally awesome, Airstream from Minneapolis. Jane and ? came along as well.

Dave S. was in town from Missoula, along with his road bike.

On our more “festive” party nights, Iron and ?, along with Scott, came up from LaCrosse.

We rode for several days with Madison friends Guy and Ann, who camped off on their own, along with some friends of theirs we didn’t know.

One day Joannie and Ralph, along with kids, came up from LaCrosse and rented a pontoon boat for us all to enjoy a Mississippi boat ride.  The river was at serious flood stage. We were warned up strong currents and debris in the water, which eliminated any notion of swimming.  What we weren’t warned about was a dark rain front, which barreled in on us less than an hour after we’d departed under sunny skies.  We had no choice but to turn and run for it back to the marina.  Major bummer.

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