Sunday, March 25, 2012
Even though Zachary and I moved about 50 miles to the northwest a few months ago, I still work in Clintonville. The sleepy small town got national attention this past week for its mysterious booming sounds and shaking, which by weeks end it was determined it was small earthquakes. Weird. To me it sounds like the makings of a very bad sci-fi movie. Queue the dramatic monster music.
After hanging around the house for a while, Kate and I decided to check out Rib Mountain State Park. Zachary hung back, he was tired and was busy assembling a charcoal grill we picked up. Even though Rib Mountain isn't technically a mountain, it is the second or third highest point in Wisconsin. And just a few miles from our house.
The temperature was about 78 degrees, but Granite Peak had ski runs open. Granite Peak Ski Park shares a portion of the hill. Apparently they made snow all week so they could be open for one more weekend for spring break. It was funny to see skiers and snowboarders in tshirts and shorts while I was mopping sweat from my brow.