N and I didn’t have a honeymoon. I had been at my job for only 5 weeks and didn’t have any leave, plus we were strapped for cash from moving and being unemployed and, oh, having a wedding.
We’d hoped to save for a year and then go somewhere fun and adventurous. A cruise, maybe. But one thing led to another and before we knew it, we had bought a house, built a garage, and been filled with the desire to get rid of some debt.
We decided to explore our surroundings instead. We opted for a weekend after Labor Day, since cabin rates and fishing guides (and gas) tend to get cheaper as summer winds down. We chose the Turtle Flambeau Flowage, a location with a few hundred acres of shoreline and thousands of acres of water and wilderness.
And deer. That’s the unzoomed picture of a deer. It was just standing there as we drove by. Here’s the zoomed pic:
As much as I hate this saying: “I know, right?!?!” Intense. They’re everywhere. I’ve lived most of my life in places where it’s perfectly acceptable to fill your deep freeze every fall with multiple deer you shot yourself, and I was *still* completely overwhelmed with all the deer. I’d bet we saw 150 deer (or they could’ve been the same ones, just saw them multiple times?) in the 4 days we were up there.
Anyway, back to more tranquil stuff, like trees changing colors and the view from the cabin porch at sunrise and waterfalls. It was a lovely reprieve and we wish we could’ve stayed longer.
I love how the center line inexplicably disappears for 25 miles or so along the north side of the flowage.
This also met two of my “101 in 1001” goals– take a “honeymoon” vacation and treating N to a fishing trip!