late fall is also my favorite time of the year to retreat to the peninsula because most people see no reason to flock there once the water is too cold to swim and then the trees have shed their splendor.
i happen to believe that bare trees are beautiful too and even before they are dusted in snow.
i've been visiting door county for as long as i can remember, and i've experienced it winter, spring, summer and fall.
this weekend i decided i want my kids to have those very same fish creek memories from their childhoods.
we kinda made a pact that this will become a forever annual and festive family tradition.
when polled on the best part of the weekend, miss bit was quick to chime in, "spending time with family."
t. bone thereafter lamented that his little sister stole his answer.
of course, the award winning breakfast we enjoyed on sunday was a close second.
i debate the white gull inn's definition of short stack.
next time miss bit may simply order a plate of hash browns she has decided.
i'm pretty sure i'd opt for the corned beef hash again so long as someone orders the cherry stuffed french toast and is willing to share.
her close second was securing a spiffy pair of moccasins, which she calls moccansins and refuses to take off.
i was tempted to buy myself a pair for the nostalgia value, but instead i splurged on the perfect new clock for my collection, sassy rabbit fur trimmed gloves, and a warm alpaca hat.
the rest of the crew tried on hats, but i couldn't convince them to buy any.
many venues close for the winter, but i have found that most of my favorite shops and restaurants stay open year round.
his close second was teeing off at the alpine course followed by shooting hoops with grandpa and playing hide and seek with his sister and his cousin, bodi.
she also gave grandma and grandpa's shower and swimming with daddy high marks.
we ventured out for pizza friday night just before they rolled the streets up for the night, and decided to stay in saturday to chill in the comfort of the cozy condo.
we grilled steaks and burgers and played charades, mancala and shut box.
we all enjoyed the 2 hour, 2.7 mile trek along the eagle nest trail earlier in the day.
parts of the trail were difficult as stated, and all of it was beautiful.
we were sandwiched between towering cliffs and caves on one side and the beautiful bay on the other.
it started to snow while we were hiking, but the flakes were so fine we could hardly see them.
a pit stop on the way home yielded a huge jug of cider and 5 gallons of baking cherries.
we all brought a collection of happy memories home with us too.
a farm with a view...silos on the shore of lake michigan
a view from algoma
100 mile stretch sprint
at dairy deans....perch sandwiches and fried cheese curds for lunch
when life is an impressionist painting
it's the perfect day for a road trip
pizza coma
ready to hike
eagle's nest: simple
she watched titanic on the drive up
grandpa and his girl
a family shot along the way...everyone is still smiling
cool rock cairn
brave dog
as close as we came to woody woodpecker
the last of the fall colors...a few lone leaves
and a green as can be fern
trail games...blind man walking
he can split rocks
grandma and her girl
rocky cliffs
green bay shores
exploring a cave
too tired to walk after all the climbing
where's bodi? after the hike
goodbye peninsula state park
so many choices
magnificient mums galore
quaint church
soaking in the hot tub
award winning cherry stuffed french toast
hash and limpa bread...oh the limpa bread
grandma and grandpa...guess which one is ready to shop?
t. bone was wishing he could partake in a pancake challenge on our visit
the fam minus half my face.
we are full, but there's always a little room leftover for door county candy
kid in a candy shop
decisions, decisions
funny what a hat says about a person...my fierce warrior
yes, i married this maniac
rasta bob who actually listens to james taylor
hands down the best jack o' lantern i've seen all season
goodbye door county...the next time we meet again may you be covered in snow!
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