So last Monday (the 29th) we took some time as a family and went on a mini adventure. There is a nature area over in New Bremen. I wanted to check it out for the magazine, and took the kids along. The whole area is really quite primitive, focused mostly on preserving the natural wilflife in the area. Since they've focused on making sure the native wildlife is well in place, they've done very little to the byways throughout the preserve to make it easier to travel. So the road we took was not only less traveled (like in the poem) but also not paved. For some reason, my kids were freaking out!
"No mommy! We can't turn around, go back! Don't drive into the lake! I'm scared!"
Keep in mind, the road-path was 20 or 30 feet from the glorified pon-lake. Sheesh!
Heck, they would have never survived in Wyoming, where the truly dangerous roads have sheer rocks cliffs on one side and dead drops on the other.Believe me, I've been there.
But at least we made a new friend (see below).
Here's the "dangerous" road.
This is the sign at the entrance to the preserve.
On the way bakc, we saw this deer in someon's yard.
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