Almost empty

Pulling out of Camp Scholler

F86 in front of Airventure Museum*

Goodbye to Oshkosh

Part of Lake Winnebago

Nestled in the trees

The Rusty Nail

West Bay Camping Resort-Rhinelander, WI

This morning dawned bright and sunny after some heavy thunderstorms during the night. The coach and the car look a lot better as a result of the rain. The dust had piled up pretty thick on both. The grass in the park is thick and there is no mud problem. I had my breakfast then washed the windshield on the coach while Edie started stowing things inside. Cranked up the computer to check weather and our route, then programmed the GPS to take us to our destination. It says 144 miles to go, it turned out to be 155, with 3 hours driving time.

We hooked up the car, checked the tires and pulled out about 1030. Not many units left in the Camp. Went north on US41 then had to take a detour to get on US45, which took us most of the way. The US highways here look like interstates, complete with rest areas. We pulled into a rest area near Marion, WI, about 65 miles up the road, to have lunch and stretch our legs. Weather is good, in low 80's with high thin clouds. For the most part the roads were good.

It was about 2PM when we pulled in here. This camp is in the woods on the south shore of Lake Thompson, just east of Rhinelander. They just carved out roads and parking slots in the trees. No Dish reception here, but we are getting some local TV on the antenna. This area has many lakes in all directions.

I came to this area a couple times when I lived in Milwaukee, WI back in 1961-64. In '62 or '63, my two sons, Tom and Bob, and I camped on the Wisconsin river just north of here for a few days. We had the use of a canoe, had some playful River Otters for neighbors, and caught a few fish. It was a fun time.The last time I was here was in 1972, when my wife Jeane and I were coming back from the west coast in my Navion airplane. The guy who was my boss in Milwaukee lived here and we stopped to visit with them.

Rhinelander is known as the land of the Hodag. A Hodag is a strange creature that some say is real and others say is a myth. I have never seen one walking around. I will get some pictures of one though. You can look up Hodag on the internet for the complete story.

The woods here has lots of Spruce, Fir and Pine trees as well as groves of Birch trees with the white bark the Indians used to make canoes. Rhinelander grew up around the timber industry here and was named after the man who owned a railroad that ran tracks here to transport the lumber out.

After getting hooked up, we rested a while...I took a nap, then went into town and had a good meal at the Rusty Nail...just food, no spirits. It really cooled off in the evening, so we didn't use the air conditioning at all, just the automatic vent fan to pull in cool air. Should be good sleeping in the middle of the North Woods.

*Photo note- In the photo of the F86 mounted on a pedestal, it appears to be sitting on top of the mirror, and you can see Edie in the mirror taking the picture.

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