Sights and sounds of Driftless Wisconsin

The full moon hung above the river bluffs like a stage light casting a soft glow on the river’s surface. I expected dancers to enter stage right, but only the tugboats were moving, guiding their cargo-laden barges between the buoys with amazing precision. The...

Spring Is Coming

I went down to one of our many boat landings on a sunny Sunday afternoon in late February. Perhaps I was thinking wishfully or maybe making sure I remembered the way. I found no anglers checking their lures, kids donning their life jackets, or boaters waiting their...

Dreaming about Vacations

I’m wrapped in my wife’s quilt watching a ninth-tier bowl game. Riley, our golden retriever, is curled at my feet and Boris the cat sleeps sprawled over a heat vent. Seems like a good time to plan a warm-weather vacation. No, not Florida; Driftless Wisconsin, where...
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