Gone Fishin Part I
Between the July 4th weekend and last night, Emily and I have made three trips. First, over the July 4th weekend, we went to Emily's family cabin near Hancock, Wisconsin.
Never heard of Hancock? I hope not. There's nothing to do there but farm. Or hang out at a cabin on some land near Hancock that your wife's family farmed over 100 years ago. I chose the latter.
We went with our friends Zander and Julie. We were also graced by the company of Emily's sister and husband and their two sons.
There was a perfect storm of photography mayhem the night of the 4th. My brother-in-law just happens to be Minnesota's best photographer and the light was perfect for taking pictures, at least according to the Mr. Minnesota of Photography.
So while we played with whiffle balls, Ben played with his camera.
Well, we humans played whiffle ball. Pancho chased a tennis ball.
Julie has also uploaded some more of Ben's photos on her blog. Click here to see them. Ben is such a good photographer that it is worth your time, even if you have no idea who Zander and Julie are.
Top Five Things I Learned During Trip #1
5. It is legal to shoot off pretty much any kind of firework in Wisconsin.
4. Pancho is terrified of most of these fireworks. Especially ones that look and sound like professional fireworks. And are fired off non-stop for 45 minutes. Less than 500 feet from our beachfront.
3. The one place Pancho feels safest when he's away from home is the backseat of my car. Actually I already knew this. But what I didn't know is he sheds like crazy when terrified.
2. Zander and Julie love s'mores as much as Ben loves building a bonfire as tall as he is. In fact Zander and Julie love s'mores so much, they will make them even while the fire is taller then Ben. Ben is taller than I am, meaning that was one tall, hot fire Zander and Julie broiled their s'mores in.
1. Leinenkugel's makes a summer shandy, which I liked a lot more than the self-proclaimed experts (snobs?) at Beer Advocate. Of course those guys have some sort of a grading rubric with its own language.
Here's my rubric for scoring a beer:
Does it go down singing hymns?
If the answer is YES, drink more.
If the answer is NO. Finish the beer anyway and do not order or buy it again.
I found Leinenkugel's Summer Shandy went down signing hymns. Some people less secure in their masculinity may slap the "girlie" label on this beer, but I don't care. I am comfortable enough to hold a bottle of it next to me. It's not like it's a Zima or something.
Coming Soon: Our trip to California.
5 comments:
Ah, yes, the Summer Shandy. That perfect summertime beverage. Nothing could be better for 3 months out of the year.
Did Ben also take the shot of you and Pancho smiling? It's really great! Also, if I weren't PG I'd totally be drinking Summer Shandy!
Thanks for making me laugh out loud again. The image of Julie and Zander frantically sticking their marshmellows into a 6 ft. fire never fails to bring a smile to my face.
I liked when Ben said "I want a picture of me with my fire" - it is his Precious.
Those were the best s'mores EVER. I'm not sure if all you suckers that waited for the fire to wimp down could even know how good they were. So I don't have as full of eyebrows anymore, who needs them anyway? My running shoes also melted (almost like the tasty marshmellows).
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