Once we'd reached the point of overwhelm, we left and got lunch at Culver's, a fast food venue that I've never been to before, that apparently started in Wisconsin and is now in a number of other states. I had a butterburger, and it's the best fast food hamburger that I've ever had, better than Fatburger or Tommy's. It was so good that we stopped at one this afternoon for lunch as well, though in Janesville, not Baraboo.
We then wandered into downtown Baraboo to visit the International Clown Hall of Fame, which advertises being open 365 days a year from 10 - 5, but at 3:06 PM, the lights were out and there was nobody home. So we wandered about half a block to return to the used bookstore with the old dog sleeping on a couch. I didn't pick out anything, though I took a look around, but forestcats did find a couple of neat works. I did get two books from the game shop around the square, though. Wandering back, I confirmed that the artillery piece in the park was from WWI, and I read the markings on the statue memorializing the Civil War. Back into the car.
My wife then drove us way out of town to take photos of barns and trees and whatnot. She noticed a small dirt parking lot, and coming back to it, pulled in to discover Pewits Nest State Natural Area, a nature trail that took us back into the hills, to find a small waterfall, and to watch the local teens enjoying the late afternoon. Beautiful.
Then, heading back towards our motel, we drove into Devils Lake State Park, with a wonderful lake bordered on three sides by bluffs. While we sat relaxing, we could see where predator fish were driving the minnows around by the disturbance in the water's surface.
As the sun set, we exited the Park and stopped at The Farm Kitchen for a poor quality meal; as the lights went up in the restaurant, we suddenly noticed that the bottom of the walls were filthy. Ugh. We abandoned our food and left.
This morning we packed out, shipped home our books because we had just a few pounds too much to fly it all back, and started driving to our friends' home in Tinley Park, IL, the Reids. We're now just sitting and chatting while my spouse is running through the over a thousand photos that she's taken during this trip.