As you can see, I did not get around to it.
I take really bad pictures so had none to share from the train trip itself. I can report however that I really enjoyed the train as always. Watching the vast arid expanse of the west give way to the lush greenery of the midwest from my cozy roomette and enjoying visiting with other travelers over meals in the dining car.
Chicago was amazing - a city full of energy and excitement. Enjoyed amazing Chicago style deep dish pizza and Elliot Ness Lager at Exchequer Pub on Wabash.
Drove up to Menominee and arrived mid afternoon at AmericInn on the bay and settled into a beautiful room with balcony right on the shore. Immediately turned off AC and opened the door and window to let in the bay breeze. It stayed open for the duration right through a couple of rain storms.
Found something completely unexpected - a good little authentic Mexican restaurant with Margaritas as good as Viva's, enjoyed my favorite Jozwiak's pizza, had a truly splendid fine dining experience at Berg's Landing on the bay, and partied with friends multiple times.
My friend Marilou and I drove up to see my friends Mary and Russ Kralovetz at their Waubee Lake Lodge. Check out the pictures and if you're ever in the area, it's the place to stay. Actually, it's a reason to come here.
|Georgie & Joe's Beach House|
|View from my room|
|Menominee Yacht Harbor|
|Waubee Lake Lodge|
|Waubee Lake Lodge Bar|
|Lodge Suites Facing Lake|
|Outdoor dining on the deck|
|Fireplace on Lodge Deck|
Georgie and Joe hosted the most fun get together. Drank lots of good beer and watched the waves roll onto the beach at numerous locations.
Also came very close to talking Ingolf into buying 9 acres of land on the bay with darling little house and great big pole barn for the horses. I was all set to move here for good until I discovered there were no close riding trails which would mean loading the horses into a trailer for every single ride. Had to accept it wasn't meant to be. Perhaps for the best given the long winters here. Maybe some day.
We had a great reunion dinner and dancing to that old time rock and roll.
One final big party this afternoon at my dear friends the Popkeys at their place on the bay. I realize that "the bay" is mentioned in almost every sentence. The bay is Green Bay. I could call it Lake Michigan but the Sturgeon Bay Peninsula separates us from the lake proper.
The end of my stay is nearing and I will miss being here. This is about the prettiest place in the world. But I'm sure that one of the reasons I love it is the fact that it is home - the place I was born and raised.
Posting a few of my less bad pictures that don't do it justice.