We saddled up this morning and left the Iron Mountain area of Michigan without having to speak with the World’s Smartest Man. We backtracked a little east on MI-2 until we turned south into Wisconsin on WI-41 which became Interstate 141 to Green Bay. We zoomed right by Lambau (sp?) Field where the Packers play and continued on MI-57 to the town of Elkhart Lake where they have built a nifty road race course called Road America. Our campground ended up being right across the street from the race course and I could hear one of my favorite sounds – large displacement engines running at high RPM without mufflers.
We checked into our campsite, Plymouth Rock RV Park, which may have one of the stupidest names for a park considering that the town of Elkhart Lake is much closer than the town of Plymouth. We took a spin into Plymouth after we got the trailer set up and found a nice little burg with a gorgeous downtown section. In addition to being visually appealing, there is a tavern on each of the corners at a lot of intersections and drinking seems to be the state sport in Wisconsin. What a great place!
The RV park had cable TV and we had a long drive today so we crawled into the trailer at dark and switched on Turner Classic Movies although tonight’s selection was crummy unless you like old Lawrence Olivier flicks. We watched a dud and then called it quits and turned in for the evening.