Ashland Part I

Paul, this post is for you. When two or more of us gather in your name, you are present. But I'll do this brief recap anyway. We took the scenic Wisconsin route up to Ashland on Good Friday. Almost immediately upon entering the quiet town of Ashland we came across a heavily bearded man wearing short yellow shorts who was on the verge of launching into a series of profanities to express his ravenous hunger. Elizabeth and the rest of us accompanied Tim to the South Shore Brewery for replenishment. After that we stopped on the cold, wind-swept shore of Lake Superior to listen to the water, enjoy the view, throw sand, and play trucks. Then we drove the back roads up to a fire lookout. Beautiful. On the way back to Ashland we stopped in Washburn and ate at Da Lou's Bistro. Wood fired pizza. Grazie mille! The Henningsgaards - my fingers almost cramped typing that last name - arrived that evening. This concludes episode one.