The pleasant part of the ride through southern Wisconsin was the fact that it was sunny and dry. The most surprising part of the drive through Wisconsin was that, as in Illinois, we were surrounded by corn field after corn field after corn field. We thought Wisconsin was supposed to be a land of cows, milk and cheese, but we did not see a single “Cheesehead” during the entire drive through Wisconsin!!
Who would have thought that our great adventure would begin its western phase by our sleeping in the middle of the Mississippi River. We had hoped that our decision to head west from Illinois would give us a chance to dry out after the heavy rains and floods in Illinois. We did not realize at the time that we made our reservation for a campsite in La Crosse, Wisconsin that the campsite was situated on an island in the Mississippi River. Once we found out that it was in fact on an island we had visions of one end of our rig up against the bank of the island on the east side while the other end stuck out over the west side of the island. What a relief it was to find that the island was big enough that we were not put in such a precarious situation. Indeed it was a lovely campground, albeit a somewhat diverse collections of facilities; sandwiched between the campground and the affiliated RV dealership was a banquet hall where they were hosting a wedding when we arrived to check in. Not clear whether they were initially mistaking Jo for one of the wedding guests, but they did wave here into the bar when we went to check in and tried to persuade her to sit down to have a drink. Turns out the bartender also handled responsibility for checking in campground visitors. What a great start to our western adventure.
Who would have thought that our great adventure would begin its western phase by our sleeping in the middle of the Mississippi River. We had hoped that our decision to head west from Illinois would give us a chance to dry out after the heavy rains and floods in Illinois. We did not realize at the time that we made our reservation for a campsite in La Crosse, Wisconsin that the campsite was situated on an island in the Mississippi River. Once we found out that it was in fact on an island we had visions of one end of our rig up against the bank of the island on the east side while the other end stuck out over the west side of the island. What a relief it was to find that the island was big enough that we were not put in such a precarious situation. Indeed it was a lovely campground, albeit a somewhat diverse collections of facilities; sandwiched between the campground and the affiliated RV dealership was a banquet hall where they were hosting a wedding when we arrived to check in. Not clear whether they were initially mistaking Jo for one of the wedding guests, but they did wave here into the bar when we went to check in and tried to persuade her to sit down to have a drink. Turns out the bartender also handled responsibility for checking in campground visitors. What a great start to our western adventure.
After another delicious dinner in our traveling home, our “dessert” was walking along the west channel of the Mississippi River. Something about flowing water that really appeals to us. WOW!!!!
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