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We took a 3-day weekend and visited Ironwood before summer is over. Though the wet weather felt more like fall, it was a wonderful getaway. The highlight was the day trip to the North Shore of Lake Superior. Even through our rainy car windows, we could see the rugged lakeshores, much more grandeur than most along the South Shore. We would love to go back to explore the wilderness for sure, but also to have an excuse to have another mind-blowing meal at New Scenic Café.
Everything was amazing! The whole experience was just so perfect. Thanks to Phil and Judy for treating us to our belated anniversary gift, one of the best meals of all times!
Not that we didn't eat enough the day before, but Judy fixed a wonderful meal at home before our departure. Fresh Wisconsin corn, garden tomatoes and basil were not to be missed. As always we ate our way on this trip to the west, only this time to have our first taste of the North Shore.
The first frost advisory last night. (I don't think we actually had frost though.) The low temp this morning was 40 degrees F. Chilly!
August is fast approaching its end, and we had our first beach outing on Sunday. The high temperature reached 85 with balmy south breeze. We closed our eyes, imagining we were in Hawaii.
Earlier that day Joe had to take me fishing, a quick trip, to confirm that catching was indeed bad. The river was absolutely gorgeous in the morning sun. Fish were almost non existing. We caught only a few, all smaller than 6". Oh well. Even on the trout stream, you could see signs of early fall. Ferns are starting to brown. That means fall salmon season! Though we still have about a month before we actually catch them.
Another event for the end of summer was the State Fair last week. We went there on Thursday (my day off), when thunder storms were predicted all day long. We somehow missed the rain and stayed dry. Joe also missed his annual Elephant Ear because he was too full from all other foods. He probably has to wait till next year....
Fishing had been rather slow... so many bugs out there for fish to feed on and high waters from rain. On some occasions we couldn't prove there were any fish at all! Joe keeps reminding me that's why it's called "Fishing" not "Catching."
But this Sunday I learned that complaining does sometimes help. We took a trip out to Apple Creek, and the first Big Hole was almost a bust. So as we waded downstream, I complained about not having seen any decent fish out loud, purposefully audible to Fish God. Then, right there, I hooked on this 14" Brown. Thank you, Fish God! You do listen. You can just imagine how shocked I was. Later Joe caught his 13" Brown.
The truth is that when we are on Apple Creek, the natural beauty, almost undisturbed, reminds us of the good life we live. With or without big fish. Of course, we admit a can of Miller High Life tastes much better after catching a big one. That's what we live and fish for.
The day before we attended Joe's cousin's wedding. Joe wore his new cool Aloha shirt. It has skulls, flowers, serpent, and geisha.
