And the town of Eagle River itself has an exponentially greater number of novelty t-shirt shops and fudge stores than museums. Both of my children have had the luxury of being LA kids who got to spend summer after summer in the camps of Wisconsin’s Northwoods. (The airport itself is so modest and tiny, you half-expect Lowell the mechanic from Wings to show up to crack wise.) And that there wouldn’t be many more summers for me to understand why this place meant so much to them. As you drive through the Northwoods, it is almost nothing but trees and lakes in every direction.

Source: Huffington Post July 28, 2017 21:11 UTC