Some times you just have to force a hug from your daughter!-
The Players: Kathy, Laurel, Lois, Marissa, Sandy, “The Firewood Fairy” Debbie, Chris, Jim, Skylar, Tom, Vern, The Capt’n (of course) and Koa (the wonder dog)
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Friday - was a pleasant paddle up the Rock river and back to the Conservation Club. The group enjoyed blue herons, river otters and a hornet’s nest over hanging the river; something like you would imagine in a Winnie the Pooh fable.
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Jim arrived and with him he brought the thunderstorms and his grandson Skylar… The group opted for dinner out at Applebee’s where we enjoyed the lightening storm from the comforts of the restaurant. Good call!!
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The weather cleared and we enjoyed another fantastic camp fire by Vern. If you haven’t paddle camped with Vern, you are in for a treat. He is the Fire Master.
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There was a lot of discussion and stories on rabbits, dogs and the abuse of camp chairs. Each of us took or shot at upping the last story. Vern wins – but the story will never be repeated.
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Saturday - found us altering the paddle a bit to accommodate the high winds and brisk temperatures. We dropped the Lac La Belle section with its two portages and large fetch. All were quite pleased to forgo the whitecaps and wet ride across the lake.
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We put in on Fowler lake made our way up the Oconomowoc river then portaged to Oconomowoc lake. We then dropped back into the Oconomowoc river up to Okauchee lake. On our return we stopped in at the Kiltie Drive Inn for lunch and custard. Kathy was duped by the car hop; We thought for sure she was going to boil over, especially after getting hefty speeding ticket on the way to the put-in. She amazed us and took it in stride.
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We celebrated our successful paddle by review at the “German Bar” nestled on the shores of Fowler lake. Now the events at this tavern are very clear to me, though others may express their own views, but the fact of the matter is; Jim lost his pants! Ask me no questions I tell you no lies… but truth be told!! There was a MCP depanting!!
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More pelting rain during the dinner hour, found us tucked in to Fiesta’s Mexican restaurant for a Mucho Bueno Dinner and more laughter at Jim’s expense.
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True to form, the rain subsided after dinner and we had another fine camp fire by Vern.
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Sunday - the sun shown bright! We almost forgot what the sun was, but relished in its warmth on our faces.
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A short shuttle and we were off! We put in at Prince’s Point on the Bark river and made our way down to Fort Atkinson were we were greeted by the remains of the music festival Rhythm on the River.
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It was extremely windy and Skylar (10yrs. Old) struggled in his play boat. I set up a tow and it was working pretty well, until the wind caught his bow pushed him sideways and he dumped! A quick rescue found him nestled in my canoe and we towed his kayak to a quieter section of the river.
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We all made it off with out other incident. Safe and sound we said our good byes. Till then… paddle paddle.
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The End.
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