Oktoberfest and the human glockenspiel

Oktoberfest and the human glockenspiel

Had we brought our steins, we would have raised them to the plucky participants of Cedarburg's Oktoberfest. Neither rain, nor wind, nor invasion by Polish/Croatian interlopers kept them from their appointed rounds. Prost! We wandered into the main tent on a soggy Saturday afternoon just in time for the Pommersche Tanzdeel Freistadt dancers (and, fortunately, [...]

Sailing takes me away to where I’ve heard it could be

Christopher Cross could have scored our recent trip to Door County, where we escaped the hazards of Goat Fest by sailing off into the lovely, though a little choppy, Green Bay. My last experience with sailing ended with the tip of our Sunflower getting stuck in the bottom of Long Lake 40 years ago, so [...]