Day 17

A bright warm morning. Coffee and home made apple skeevers (Scandinavian apple doughnuts) set the pace. The guys wanted to take the boat out one more time this year and suggested we head up the lake to Maiden Rock where Flood Run would be passing though. The Flood Run is a motorcycle rally that happens anually. Like a small Sturgis. I tossed my board and wetsuit in the boat just in case it was glassy enough to try surfing behind the boat. We hitched up the boat and took off with the dogs. The chop on the lake was a bit much for surfing so we just motored to a sandbar for some beach combing. After running ground in the shallow water near the dock we sucsessfully tied the boat up and walked down the dock to meet the hoards of leather clad bikers who were gathering in town. Brats and beer for lunch again. There was some coleslaw which was great. A little greenery tasted great. The train tracks which are still heavily utilized ran smack dab in the middle of the party. I loved having the train parting the biker rally, but the whole thing got a bit over stimulating after a half an hour so we retreated back to the water. I'm having mixed feelings about leaving tomorrow. There are good people here and it's so peaceful. I'll have to come back, but the road is egging me on.