Instead we went to Tim and Christine's property on Stoney Point road just outside of Seneca WI. Rebel and I got there on Friday afternoon. First time out this year with the camper took a lil longer to get hooked up then I planned.
Tim was already there and directed us to the perfect parking spot. Mainly cause he still had mowing to do. While he finished , Rebel N I set up the camper. Once the mowing and set up was done we commenced the relaxing. Seneca is in Wisconsin's apple country and consists mostly of orchards and farms. Very conducive to kickin back. After all that's what this weekend was all about.
Tim took care of his old Dad just fine. He fired up the grill and the brats and beer were just what we needed. By then it was time for a campfire. Meanwhile Rebel had discovered activity in the lil woodpile and had to investigate. The evening gave Tim and I a chance to reconnect and discuss the problems of the world prior to turning in.. Campfires tend to do that.
Saturday morning came and we decided on breakfast in town. Tim let me pick the place and I suggested a little place in Prairie Du Chien known as "The Hungry House Café". Perhaps you might remember this place from a line in the song by the Oak Ridge Boys - Elvira It goes something like..."Tonight I'm gonna meet her, at the Hungry House Café Giddy up, oom poppa, omm poppa, mow mow" ...
Well anyway from there we went to the campers favorite --WALMART. Once we got the required battery and sleeping bag, I forgot mine, we moved on to St. Feriole Island and the Rendezvous. That's where the images are from. Participants come from around the country and there are demonstrations at individual camps all during the event such as blacksmithing, pottery, weaving, storytelling, etc. Additionally, there is a large Flea Market. Probably larger than the Rendezvous itself. Thousands of things to see and buy.
Pets are allowed and Rebel enjoyed the walk with us. Although at one point he got thirsty and started looking into any and all pans for a drink. A kind lady found a bowl and gave him a drink.
After walking till we tired out, we decided it was time for dinner. We took a short drive north along the Mississippi to Ferryville and the Sportsman's bar. Burger n Fries for each of us and I sampled a side salad. Washed it down with a adult beverage and passed on the dessert. We saved our spare fries for Rebel who waited patiently for us.
Back to Stoney Point road for the evening campfire and more adult beverages and camp fire conversations. Meanwhile, Rebel was back to the wood pile to keep a watch for the unknown critter. As the evening wore on to late night the clouds darkened and a storm threatened. Tim checked the weather on his phone and we were aware of a major storm coming in from the west. we battened down and eventually turned in expecting to pack up wet in the morning.
Sunday morning awaked us early, the sleeping bag worked fine, and we found the rain had held off. We quickly broke camp and hooked up the camper. All the while Rebel kept an eagle eye on the infamous wood pile. back to the "Café" for a good breakfast and we gassed up and hit the road. Thanks Tim for a great Fathers Day. I enjoyed our time together.
PS: Rebel never did tell us what he found in that wood pile!
