Thursday, July 17, 2008
This is actually the name of the Michigan town right before Iron Mountain.
What is it like to climb hills in Wisconsin? It's like having a baby in the sweltering sun while being swarmed by deerflies. Day after day. No big deal.
They like euphemisms in Wisconsin.
Scenic and hilly county roads vs the major highway which is flat but has constant semi trucks. Some days it's a tough choice.
Sheldon, our savior outside Iron River when we blew the tire. He thought it was the neighbors shooting at each other again.
Just like in college.