Some would argue that I now reside in the region known by all Wisconsinites as "up north"...however, I'm not sure I would completely agree. Technically Washington Island is north of the state halfway point and we're part of northeastern Wisconsin, so geographically? We're up north. But as anyone from America's Dairyland knows, up north is more flavor than physicality. Native American reservations abound, snowmobiles are the preferred method of transportation in winter (in fact, some taverns are only accessible by snowmobile trail), antlers are standard decor, supper clubs do a thriving business, old-fashioneds are downed with regularity, and more often than not, businesses have "northwoods" somewhere in the title. There's also the inescapable feeling of being surrounded by more uninhabited land than not. Its the same feeling one gets out west in places like Wyoming and the Dakotas...a reminder that America still has a great deal of wilderness. My aunt and uncle and grandmother definitely live up north. And we went to visit them recently. Check it out:
Sledding!
Look Ma! No snowshoes!
Its a Subaru commercial. (We didn't realize we bought the same color...)
The UTV used to get Grandma up and down the steep slope to the house (aka The Popemobile). Naturally Max loved it.
Ah, family.
One West Highland Terrier kiss too many.
All tuckered out.
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