Sunday, October 12, 2014

Cultural Heritage and Food tour 2014!


 Friday after noon found Susie and I back down at lake Michigan on a beautiful day once again doing some desecrate  beach combing.





 There are so many cool rocks to choose from.
 Found this little shelter in the valley on the way down to the lake.
 We celebrated Kendo's 91st Birthday this weekend.  There was a champagne toast at dinner with all the folks at the complex. 

The girls made a run up North and got all kinds of goodies in Sheboygan like meats, cheeses, breads and pastries.



HAPPY BIRTHDAY KEN!
 We kept the party rolling down at the lake front brewery with one of their fabulous fish frys.


All Wisconsin All the Time!

Friday night Fish Fry complete with local ingredients and live entertainment from the Brew Haus Polka Kings! - See more at: http://www.lakefrontbrewery.com/beer-hall/fish-fry#sthash.oC6iBd9j.dpuf
Friday night Fish Fry complete with local ingredients and live entertainment from the Brew Haus Polka Kings! - See more at: http://www.lakefrontbrewery.com/beer-hall/fish-fry#sthash.oC6iBd9j.dpuf
 Great beer battered Polish pops and deep fried cheese curds followed by mac and cheese and beer battered cod.
Beer battered Polish sausage slices. Served with Polish mustard and cherry bacon jam. - See more at: http://www.lakefrontbrewery.com/beer-hall#sthash.Whg6JgnO.dpuf
Beer battered Polish sausage slices. Served with Polish mustard and cherry bacon jam. - See more at: http://www.lakefrontbrewery.com/beer-hall#sthash.Whg6JgnO.dpuf
 Oh ya, and beer too.

 I picked up a few new flies before heading to the river







The Milwaukee has runs of Steelhead, Chinook Salmon,
Coho Salmon, and Brown Trout.














I was up early  and hit  Kletszch park before the sun was up.


I didn't waders so I was stuck perched on a rock for hours like the karate kid.

But standing there in the darkness I could hear whoppers surfacing or working their ways through the shallows.






 I learned a lot just by watching the guys fishing around me.












 It was like the league of nations along the river with some Native Americans pitching large dare devil spoons, several guys speaking Polish and a large group of Asians decked out in brand new gear from Cables...

But the thing I noticed was, we all make the same sound when we loose a big salmon from our line.



AAAAAAAAAAAH   SON  OF  A.

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