My favorite thing to do running-wise is to run from our cabin down to Fish Creek, then run through the Peninsula State Park all the way to the lakeshore beach. It's a good 8.5 miles (all downhill), so I always coerce one of my sweet sweet family members to drive down and pick me up. Because, first of all, I'm not running 17 miles on vacation. That's just crazy. And to run 8.5 miles downhill and return and run 8.5 miles uphill? No thank you.
|Beautiful lake in the morning.|
|I could run with this view all year long and never complain.|
|Getting ready to CHOW!|
|Business Man: "Sara... it's just a picnic. We don't need 203942 photos commemorating it."|
And because it's vacation, we had to have lunch dessert. My Business Man & I stopped at this cute little pie shop for some 'fresh yesterday' slices.
|My dream is to have a cute bakery like this someday. Sigh.|
|That three berry pie was sooo good.|
|I know, it's a rough life. Too bad my Business Man refused to be our cabana boy and refill our drinks.|
It's kind of a Door County tradition. Various restaurants hold them, but the White Gull Inn is the best.
|Best. Job. Ever.|
Once the fish oils rise to the top of the pot, the fish boil man adds a small amount of kerosene to the flames, which causes a big fire-like thing to happen and the oils all boil over the top of the pot.
They take the fish inside, then we all follow them to eat.
|Bad lighting! But delicious food.|
After the fish boil, we headed down to watch the sunset.
Nothing like a sunset on the shore.
Today we're off for some sailboating and S-H-O-P-P-I-N-G! Wheee!