Wisconsin Dells – the pits

We drove down into Wisconsin Dells – it was cold, and the town was decidedly mediocre, like Gatlinburg without the scenery and crazy golf.  We walked up and down the main street, and saw nothing that caught our interest – apart from the photographic studio of HH Bennett and that was shut.

We left the town, hopefully never to return, and went down to Mirror Lake and wandered around the traiils there.


The fairies ran out on to a long tree trunk into the lake – Phil had to climb out and get them back – one fell in but Phil made a heroic rescue. I stood on the edge and shouted.


The trails were short and woody, echoing to the sound of the nearby motorway. Don’t know if you can tell, but I am not impressed by Wisconsin so far.


Phil kept hold of the camera.

Distance driven – not far enough.

Distance walked – 4.3 miles




All we did today was walk around the resort – which is built around ski-ing and golf – so is very much off season. There was a teeny bit of snow left on one slope, and there was one couple out playing golf, and apart from that nothing was happening.

There is a beautiful lake, which in season has boating on it – but at the moment the boats are padlocked to the floating pier. It was nice sitting out and listening to the birds.


The fairies insisted on getting on a pedallo, and sulked mightily when they couldn’t magic the padlock off.



If you look very hard you can see a woodpecker in the tree – it has a white breast.


We went to Walmart to buy icecream and wine – and then did some more nothing.

Distance walked 2.7 miles