the special part of the weekend was a trip to the american club.
mike and i drove up midday saturday.
heading north the bright shining sun made farm field after farm field appear perfectly gilded.
we are a few weeks past peak, so most branches are bare and bony, but still the landscape left me breathless.
we made a couple stops along the way on one whim or another.
first for a beer and the badger game, and then for popcorn and a matinee.
we arrived in kohler with enough time to do a little shopping.
and to have happy hour before our 8 o'clock dinner reserves.
we were looking forward to our celebration at river wildlife.
everything about the log cabin is perfect...
the way it's set in the woods, the way you are greeted by a big roaring fire, the dark, quiet intimacy of the tables set in nooks and crannies and, of course, the fare.
we both started with the cider duck soup.
so few ingredients (duck, wild rice, cabbage and cranberry beans), yet rich in flavor.
the salad of winter greens, roasted pumpkin, dried cherries, cranberry stilton and pepitas topped with a warm bacon dressing was just as perfect a combo.
i barely had room for my kettle chip crusted walleye, but somehow i managed.
mike enjoyed his perfectly cooked tenderloin too.
fall back left us awake what felt like early on sunday.
we enjoyed a slow morning of coffee and crosswords, and breakfast in bed before hitting the trails.
it was a warm, sweaty hike sandwiched between the river and blackwolf run.
we shared a great little getaway...just the two of us for 24 hours doing things we enjoy in a place we love.
happy anniversary love.
happy anniversary love.
