The farm is not at the campground, but you do pass it on the way up the hill to the campground. We pass by it each morning on our walk. They actually have a rooster that crows in the morning. We say 'hi' to the boys and girls (steers and heifers) and simply enjoy a sight that is more and more rare: an old-fashioned, operating family farm. Across the road the Red-Winged Blackbirds remind us from the wires just whose place this really is. Sometimes there are wild Turkeys out jogging the gravel. Once we spied a Pileated Woodpecker passing from woods to woods. The other day we put on one of those 'ambience' CDs, entitled "Rainforest Morning" or something. It played for a while, we looked at each other and smiled as we realized it didn't sound as good as what we hear out the window every day!
If you are traveling by on Interstate 94 this summer through Wisconsin, exit on Highway 33 west and follow the signs to Sky High- we will keep the fire going and the camping chairs handy!
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