Life can go along and all the blessings, the joy and fun can seem ho-hum after a while. Then something happens, a goal is reached, a plan takes shape, a fork is decided on. The thrill returns. Today is just such a day. I have been in the Rhinelander area now for over a month! Long enough that mushrooms are growing inside my screen tent. West Bay Campground is wooded with lots of maple, oak and birch. The campground is mostly quiet. Three times I have driven to the Bearskin Trail and rode the trail. Two of those times I rode solo from the woods into the town of Minocqua. The trail is 18 miles long and has a crushed gravel surface. One end is in the bustling and touristy town of Minocqua, and the other end is out in the quiet woods near the the intersection of Hwy K and Hwy 51. I love the stories of the early rail days that are told on the kiosks along the trail. When they were trying to create a causeway through the swamp to Minocqua for the railroad they would dump loads of
Letters to friends from a young-old woman, author and life explorer. This is Susan's journal of continuing travel adventures, goofy mishaps, and life experiences.