We spent another enjoyable weekend at a lake cabin in northern Wisconsin with Dan, Barb, Doug and Kathy. Many thanks to Bob and Diana Jensen for allowing us to take over for the weekend. There was some confusion and disagreement between me, Dan, and Mapquest about what lake we were actually on, so suffice it to say that we were about 30 miles north of Hayward.
In Hayward itself is a giant muskie at the National Freshwater Fishing Hall of Fame & Museum. What is there to do other than pose when you see freaky, larger-than-life statues of odd things?
As the title suggests, Dan and Doug found an old sailboat in the garage. Despite the fact that the rudder was held together with duct tape, they took it for a spin.
The wind wasn't really cooperating. I could keep up with Craig by paddling on my pink plastic float.
Eventually Doug had to be rescued and pulled in by the rowboat.
The lack of wind didn't make for good sailing, but it did turn out a nice picture or two...
We took Phoebe with us, and she seemed to have a good time. It's funny how dogs can instinctively swim - despite never having been in a body of water larger than a bathtub, she paddled right to shore when we put her in.
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