We try to visit our friends up north at the end of the summer before we start our southward migration. In previous years we've stayed at my cousin Shayna's cabin, but that's been sold and is no longer an option. Wouldn't the new people be surprised if we pulled into their driveway and started hooking up for our stay!
The air up here is so fresh and clean. With each inhalation your senses are awakened by the smell of pine trees. The night sky is dark and everything is so quiet. Very refreshing.
Our first day they took us for lunch at the Kounty Quarthouse and I was tickled pink. I'd seen this on Diners, Drive-Ins & Dives and had been wanting to visit it for some time.
Lorraine and I always learn something new from each other during our stay. I usually come away with a new recipe or cooking tip and try to repay with a sewing lesson and sharing of a new pattern I've discovered.
Their house is located on the lake and here's a view from the end of their dock, where the pontoon is parked.
They have a warped sense of humor and it shows as you head down the driveway. The road ends at their house, so yes indeed....the road is closed ahead.
Hmmm. I wonder if this weight limit sign was a warning for me as I've been packing on some pounds lately.
The inside has a great view of the lake and if you're thirsty you head for the libation station. The cats have their water on the left and the keg is to the right. That's right....beer on tap. I'm assuming the cats have water on tap, but never tasted it so I can't be certain.
We may have been off to the side of their property, but still had all the comforts of home, including this fabulous outhouse.
Fortunately we have our own plumbing, thank you very much, and never had to open the door.
I enjoyed a nice walk down the peaceful road to stretch my legs and these are some of the sights along the way.
It was a nice way to wrap up our summer starting our annual migration to warmer climates.
Long Live the Queen of the Northwoods