There’s nothing like a change in scenery to break a person out of their routine and allow new ideas to flow. This is probably one of my favorite things about traveling full-time, I never get caught in a rut of going through the motions without really paying attention and living. There are always new things to see, new problems to solve, I’m always forced back to the moment.
I’m moochdocking in my parent’s driveway (and even have electricity, yay!) and I have to say, being in a forest again is refreshing after spending winter and most of spring in the desert.
The midwest is not always the most pleasant place in summer. It can get humid and hot which many people don’t expect, and in less developed areas mosquitoes can be fierce. Oh, and there are ticks. But at least there’s no poisonous spiders or venomous snakes this far north so my hometown has that going for it. And some days are downright pleasant.
Wednesday the 7th was one such day, just meant for outdoor home improvement projects. I help my dad stain the deck. Three days later when the below picture was taken it was already covered in pollen and debris from wind and rain. But that’s okay, it’ll wash clean easily enough and function is more important than appearance in my book. It’s an attitude that has saved me a lot of money as a full-timer, not feeling the need to upgrade my stuff just because it doesn’t look new and not falling for the hype to have the latest and greatest.
Friday is another good weather day. Lake Sherwood lies south of Wisconsin Rapids on 13 and is the best fishing lake in the area. It’s got a fun ‘U’ shape to it, the public boat dock is just off of W Queens Way near Shermalot Motel. My parents own a small fishing boat, and we go out in the morning to try our luck at catching Bluegill.
In another week or two when local schools get out the lake will get busy. Today it’s still pretty quiet and only a few other boats are out fishing. Most of the lakeshore is developed with houses, and it’s kind of fun house-watching as we test out various fishing spots. Don’t get me wrong though, I’d still take my RV any day!
Early on in the morning I win the contest for smallest fish. This little guy is a Perch, not what we’re looking for. There are some doubts about whether we’ll find any Bluegill or not, they’re easiest to catch when spawning which is a relatively small window of opportunity and hard to pinpoint. Luckily we locate some spawning beds after a halfhour or so of searching.
As the morning progresses more clouds roll in, which is nice as it’s getting close to 80 and there isn’t much of a breeze on the water today. Lunch is a sandwich and crackers brought from the house. There’s something about eating a simple meal outside in a pretty day, it just tastes that much better.
In the end we do quite well, catching 13 Bluegill that are big enough to keep in about three hours. Bluegill are not big fish, but that would still enough for about three meals with three people. We release them all though.
On the way back to the boat ramp we pass by a newer building that is quite impressive, it’s a restaurant. Boats can tie up at their dock and go eat, which is practical on a large body of water but a little less so on a lake like this. I’m guessing the docks are mostly for locals who have houses on the lake and would rather boat in than drive. All in all, it’s a pretty fun day.
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