Happy 1st birthday, Harper Ann Riley Painter, and get well soon.  DD and KK love you.

We were up early, checked email and other social media, and had a light breakfast. It didn’t take long to ready the motorhome for travel, as we only had to withdraw the slides, destabilize, and unplug.

The Illinois/Wisconsin state line was only a few minutes north, and provided a fuel stop, our second of the trip. Thus far, we’re averaging 7+ miles per gallons. Wisconsin joins the ranks of states with disintegrating roads, resulting in a very rough ride. At Oshkosh, we expected horrendous traffic as the annual EAA air show is underway—attended by some 500,000 aviation enthusiasts—but driving through the small city was relatively easy with seemingly no unusual traffic. We did see thousands upon thousands of cars and RVs parked alongside the runway(s), and planes were flying everywhere.

From there north, the roads improved considerably. Green Bay, with a population of just over 100,000, proved to be an easy city to drive through, and from there, we entered Door County. We arrived at Egg Harbor RV Park and Campground shorty after 1:00 PM, checked in, and were escorted to our well-groomed, gravel site. We did a complete set-up, with electricity, water and water softener, and satellite—life is good, very good!

After a quick lunch, we were off to explore upper Door County. The narrow peninsula has coastlines of the bay of Green Bay on it west side and Lake Michigan on its east.  Door County is mostly clean and neat row-cropped farmland, interspersed with cherry orchards and and vineyards.  Along both the west and east coasts, several quaint villages lie along bays. Many old lighthouses remain active to help guide ships and recreational boat traffic.  

At Fish Creek, we stopped at an orchard and Kay bought Rainier cherries among the many different varieties being sold. Door County is home to many orchards, wineries, and small farms. Further up the road, we entered Peninsula State Park, unloaded the bicycles, and rode a 10-mile circuit, of which about half was along the bay coastline and the other half through old growth forest. The park was quite crowded with bicyclists, joggers, and lots of people enjoying the beaches. After the seemingly long ride, we drove further up the peninsula through several more small villages, and were amazed at how crowded and how clean they were.

On the return, we stopped at Pelletier’s Restaurant for a traditional Door County fish boil. t’s similar to a crawfish boil, shrimp boil, or Low Country boil, except not as much seasoning and only white fish, potatoes, and onions. It was served with your choice of non-alcoholic beverage, bread, and fresh cherry pie. It was quite good, but not something I would want every night! Sated from the large meal, we drove to the RV park, and sort of fell into reclining positions. Kay turned the lights off at 9:40 PM and was asleep at 9:41 PM!