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