Mancation 5.0
No drinking, no fighting, no hangovers. Man, all we did was read. I got through two New Yorkers.
What is wrong with us? Where did we lose our way?
Maybe it was the weather. It rained Saturday and Sunday, we got a slow start. But we did eventually get out in it. And after a long day on the lake, we did manage to survive, barely, what with three bedrooms, two baths, living room (with tv and cable, and our kick-butt traveling stereo), family room ( tv/cable) with a good pool table, pinball. We did just get by. (The two tv’s came in handy on Sunday with the St. Louis Cards in the same time slot as Green Bay. Five Packer fans, and Jeremy. It would have been ugly.)
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But let’s back up. The Friday trip up was smooth, warm, and sunny. Stopped for a pedal at the Wausau Nordic Club area, called Nine Mile. Huge place, lots of single track, much of it rocky. One crash (it goes without saying who . . .).
Made it up to our cabin on Pickerel Lake, 8 miles due east of Minocqua on County J, before dark. Here’s the scene around the cabin:
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Drove to Sister’s Saloon in St. Germaine for Fish Fry. Long wait, but worth it. Pan fried Lake Perch – awesome. Some guy shouted at Jeremy at the bar for an hour straight while we waited. All we could hear was his voice, and Jeremy laughing.
Paddled Pickerel on Saturday. A river of sorts came out of it on the opposite side, which lead to some nice close-in paddling. Here’s a few shots of that paddle.
On Sunday, we paddled a northern section of the Wisconsin
And that was it. Monday dawned bright and warm, and we had to pack up and go. Thank you, Mother Nature! Guy, Mike, and Doug, rode Raven again. Tim and Jeremy cleaned the place and hauled everyone’s crap out, like two bitches. Few pictures of this memorable day exist.