Crazy Acres

Todd and I went to Crazy Acres this weekend.

Crazy Acres is a piece of land in Northern Wisconsin co-owned by my parents.  It's big enough to bring your camper (if you have one), and houses a trailer to sleep people (like us) who do not own a camper.  It's one of our favorite spring-summer-fall destinations. 

Trips to Crazy Acres typically involve shopping trips (to exciting stores such as "the meat store" and "the bulk food store", garage sales, and trips to the nearby casino.  They also involve lazy afternoons with friends and family, potluck meals, and anywhere from 4-10 dogs running around, playing with each other, or sneaking down to the pond for a swim. 

There's a playhouse at one end of Crazy Acres, complete with sandbox, swingset, and the possibility of sleepovers for the older kids.  The kids up there are never at a loss for things to do.  In the summer they have swimming pools.  Yesterday afternoon when I walked out to the fire pit, the kids were playing in the dirt, telling me they were "building a quarry," except for my nephew who told me he was "building me a birthday party."

There is a quarry nearby, and plenty of 4-wheelers to go exploring.  The quarry, the pond, and lots of secluded land full of wildlife.   At night you can see every visible star in the sky - no city lights dulling the view. 

It's quiet and peaceful up there. At least this weekend it was, with just a handful of people taking in these gifted beautiful days of late fall.  Other weekends, particularly holiday weekends, it can be fill with as many as 15-20 other people (and their dogs).  Whether it's just a small group of us getting away for the weekend, or a whole bunch of us celebrating the holidays, it's the perfect retreat from the daily grind of everyday life. 

Crazy Acres is closing up for the winter.  This will likely be our last getaway until next spring.  The dogs played (though, thankfully, stayed out of the pond), the kids played, and Todd and I enjoyed the cool quiet one last time this year. 

See ya next spring, Crazy Acres!