Friday We seem to always go up north only during the holidays when the rest of the tourists go. We had nothing else planned for the weekend so we decided why not.  Well, we had planned on going to Milwaukee to visit my parents, but my dad, at the last minute, had to go to the hospital. Scott had to work late the night before so we left first thing in the morning.  I thought we would save time by skipping breakfast at home and eat somewhere on the way. Scott took the wrong way and we ended up on 94. We stopped at Cabelas to find some plastic worms for my dad.  They didn't have them. Dang it. We were starving by then and settled on Einstein Bagels. Oops. After having an unsuccessful trip at Cabela's we tried Fleet Farm.  I picked up a new spinnerbait for Mike instead. Only the best for the father-in-law. Not a better place on earth. This weekend happened to be my dad's birthday and Father's Day weekend. Meadow colored...