We discovered after some foiled July 4th weekend plans that when you have a travel trailer you can pretty easily come up with a plan B.
For the past three or four years we have spent July 4th in Kenosha with Jim and Cheryl on Jim’s parents’ boat. A storm came through last week and wiped out the docks leaving the entire Kenosha harbor boatless for the holiday weekend.
With nowhere to go we started thinking of alternate plans and remembered our friends Steve and Kristin had invited us up to the farm they recently purchased near Baraboo, Wisc., also known as the Funny Farm. We had initially declined the invitation since we were going to Kenosha. But we called them Saturday morning to see if the invitation was still open, even though we knew they had another family planning to stay the weekend, as well. All we need is a place to park, we said. With 15 acres, they had plenty of places for us to park the home on wheels.
By 2pm we had picked up the trailer and were on the road.
We pulled in at about 8pm after making a few stops along the way. (I’ve found once you own an RV you can’t pass a Camping World without stopping.) The fun began immediately after we arrived.
In typical fashion for this particular group of friends, dinner and drinks awaited us as soon as we arrived. We had an awesome grilled steak dinner with homemade Caesar salad. Along with a great dinner, we enjoyed lively conversation and an amazing view of the sky. You don’t get that kind of sky with millions of stars in Chicago. The weather was also amazing – perfect for sleeping with the windows open and a nice breeze coming in.
On Sunday I got up early and went for a nice run around the farm then an upper-body workout of pushups against the tree. The rolling hills were a lot steeper that they looked but they made for a great view that distracted me from the gruesomeness of the workout.
Since we were “dry camping” for the first time I accepted the offer to shower inside the house in order to conserve fresh water as well as grey water capacity. But after letting the water run for a good 10 minutes with it only getting colder by the second, I did a half shower. What I mean is, I stuck one limb in at a time, got it wet, soaped it down, then rinsed it off. Then I stood about two feet from the side of the shower stall, bent over at the waist and stuck my head in the shower and washed my hair.
Later in the day, not sure how it came up, but I mentioned that my shower was ice cold and perhaps the hot water heater needed upgrading.”Oh,” Kristin says, “I forgot to tell you the knobs are opposite. The cold water is hot and the hot water is cold.” Everyone but me laughed and thought that was sooo funny. Ah well. It was refreshing after that run.
Later in the afternoon we went boating on Redstone Lake and what a beautiful lake we saw. Unfortunately the pictures will have to wait until I get home and transfer them from the camera. But the lake, which was not too small and not too big, was surrounded by large rock formations, perfect for cliff diving. I haven’t been cliff diving in ages but had the itch after seeing these beautiful rock formations.
After boating we came back to the farm and ate dinner on the big porch out front and enjoyed cocktails until the sun went down. Once darkness set in, the other family that was visiting the Funny Farm put on a little firework show and the kids lit sparklers. It was a quintessential Fourth of July celebration.
Monday morning Kristin and I took a walk around the other side of the farm property that she had not yet walked since they bought the place a few weeks ago. This was the only picture I was able to capture before the memory on my phone camera became too full to take more pictures.
We headed home Monday morning so we would have time to pack up a few things for our official vacation and pick up the dogs who did not join us at the farm. We made it home in time to enjoy the village’s firework show from the porch of our across-the-street neighbors’ house. It was the perfect ending to a perfect fly-by-the-seat-of-our-pants weekend.
Now I’m siting on a lawn chair at the Indian Trails campground in Pardeeville where we camped a few weeks ago and decided to return to for vacation. We’ll be here for the rest of the week once again enjoying the views and the fun we experienced the first time.