So, this weekend we went up to Scott’s cabin.  It was half of TMF Opposition and Mandrew that went.  Basically, I bought 1100 rounds for the .22 that’s up there and realized that I didn’t make good on my goal to buy a hunting rifle or AR15 in time for this trip.  We also brought a ton of booze and we all pre-arranged our responsibility to cover meals.

The cabin is in Hawthorne Wisconsin and it takes about 3 hours to get there.  We had a ton of fun, wandering the logging roads by the cabin and attempting to fish.  I say attempt because I finally bought fishing gear and had an expirament with how tangled I can get the line to be. (Did you read that Asha?  Call me instead of texting… LOL).  We went up to the south shore of Superior, which from what I could see is far more beach like than the north shore is on the whole.

At any rate, we drank a lot, killed wood ticks, and took a ton of photo’s along the way.  Here’s some random one’s I took.  I’m sure Keith’s photo’s will be FAR better than mine and I’ll post a link over to his site when I see them go up.   Enjoy…

We were using the telescope to sight our shots and tell if we hit targets that were too far away to see by eye.   It’s easy enough to see when you hit a can (or a can of spraypaint) but not so easy to know that you just hit a bullseye on a target in the woods on the other side of the clearing.

A RARE shot of Keith in the wild…

Bryce and his “walking stick”…

When I leaned in to get this shot, it was obvious that there were a LOT of bee’s living in the roof of this car over the back seat.  The whole car was just a constant hum.  Couldn’t see them at all though.

This old house was abandoned in the woods near Scott’s cabin.  There’s still furniture and all kinds of stuff in it.  You can’t access it from any road and it’s totally collapsed.  In the basement, you can see parts of the floor from the upstairs.

We went to the south shore and found the mouth of a river that runs by the cabin.   There was this info board talking about the lost community that used to occupy these shores and how they collapsed.  Mind you, the whole time we were there, we were drinking so…

The next morning, Keith and I – the old men of the group – woke up early and since there was no Denny’s to go to, we wandered away…

Our wandering was fun and not long.  We woke up the rest of the crew with the sounds of gunfire.  They all came up to eat and join the fun…

Ahem.

After romping through the woods, we decided to head toward the Apostle Islands and spend the afternoon in Bayfield.  We debated actually going to Madeline Island, the largest of them, but bitched out on taking the ferry accross the waters of Superior.  Moreso here than I’ve ever felt before, Superior is really a sea even if it’s technically a lake.  We could have been looking at small island nation out in the water.   I regret not taking any real pics of the sorroundings but, Bayfield is a city built on a hill facing out east toward the Islands.

Look at this Hannah;

We had fun walking around the piers and such.

We went back, drank, and slept.  The next day we made a traditional stop on the way home…  You’ll have to look up Keith’s post later for more details.