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yeah we got away from it all...again

yeah we got away from it all...again

last year kurt and i visited the north shore. this year we headed south on hwy 61 for destination: oktoberfest!


grey sky glances

grey sky glances

looking up through the bridge at hastings, minnesota.


vanna indicates fall colors

vanna indicates fall colors

pretty scenery, eh? worth pointing out.


hello lacrosse

hello lacrosse

to explore lacrosse, wisconsin from minnesota, you can either cross the river at interstate 90 or a little bit farther south on hwy 61 at la crescent minnesota. there's two bridges at the hwy 61 crossing. not sure what the fascination with bridges was this trip...but there you have it!


between a bridge and a river

between a bridge and a river

camping at pettibone resort, which kindly let us stay in an overflow space and take over a cancellation. with oktoberfest being a holiday weekend for lacrosse, this was no small thing. (site 502 the nights of 9/29/06 and 9/30/06)


here's to the bundesflagge

here's to the bundesflagge

here's to the black, red, gold, and ... brown. perhaps they're not painted in the right order so as not to be confused with the flag of germany.


there, in the sky

there, in the sky

to enjoy a fine beverage to the last drop one must tilt one's head back...and whoa, lookit the sky! that's some kind of crazy harvest weather.


read the fine print!

read the fine print!

or don't. we didn't. it was really tiny, and without the camera flash/light (are you buying that excuse?) hard to read. these are the rules for hammerschlagen, the perfect game for imbibers. simply hammer a nail into a piece of wood using the pointy end of a hammer. now this might seem like a "what-could-possibly-go-wrong?" scenario, but it was actually fun and no one was hurt...not even egos!

here are the steps sans fine print:

  • find other players. the likelihood is you'll play against people who have imbibed more than you, but don't hesitate to take on those that mock the girl who thinks she's going to play.
  • give money to hammerschlagen operator. add an extra dollar in the middle for "the kitty". if you make a side bet, don't tell me about it!
  • observe hammerschlagen operator start a nail for each player and hear him say, "one hit per turn," [pause for laughter from others] and explain that you have to keep your hand behind the red tape on the hammer handle, taking one swing per turn. oh, and, "girls can use two hands." if you're me, the lone girl in our round, wonder how the heck anyone could accurately swing a hammer using two hands... and take the offered hammer with one. ignore the drunken chuckling from the other imbibers competitors.
  • everyone gets a one-hit turn trying to hammer that nail in with the pointy end of the 1lb hammer. should we take a moment to think about that? drunk people, trying to sink a nail with the pointed end of a hammerhead heavier than the average desk jockey uses. this game can be over in one swing or take as long as advanced multi-player risk.
  • everyone swings. in our round, no one sinks it. the game is probably fairly tough sober, but the sipping while playing is somehow amusing.
  • just as the girl in the group is about to take another turn, don't notice a bystander pulling kurt aside. later kurt will acknowledge said bystander wanted to ask, "she's going to win this game, isn't she?" kurt didn't get a chance to answer, i sunk it.
  • if you're the winner, grin at the other competitors and declare hammerschlagen a good game.
  • shake hands and slap backs, maybe even toast each other if there's any brew left.
  • winner, choose a prize: a drinking glove (i'm not making that up), some mardi-gras type beads, or other pennies-on-the-dollar plastic. but hey, they're spoils so i don't blame anyone for picking one out! or just tell the operator you'd just like a free beer. nab "the kitty" of ones up and keep them with the newly-won beer ticket.
  • grin like crazy at your friend.

    that's it! now you too can play hammerschlagen!


  • shhhh...

    shhhh...

    i still don't know what to make of this photo, and i took it. is the be-hatted art shushing the wizard, or those expected to be in line for the porta-potties? at any rate, it struck me as a good meeting place, as in "meet me at the shusher"


    just a little more to the right

    just a little more to the right

    spot the van?

    this is the campsite from the other side of the little waterway. as you can see our site is quite simple...the spot where i was taking the shot was totally tricked out. you want hookups? pettibone resort has hookups!

    i actually liked the site we were in (overflow site 502) because it was so simple and clean.


    a sunday morning return

    a sunday morning return

    when i said we were in a fog on sunday i didn't mean a post-oktoberfest hangover, i meant a fog.


    action shot of the fog rolling out

    action shot of the fog rolling out

    this was quite cool to see, as the stretch of of hwy 61 gave us a good vantage point to watch the fog come off the bluff as we approached.


    and just like that

    and just like that

    a perfect day appears.


    did i mention we were on the great river road?

    did i mention we were on the great river road?

    we camped on the river, drove alongside the river, and enjoy oktoberfest at the river park. forgive any fascination with the river road.


    too bad we don't have a windshield-cam

    too bad we don't have a windshield-cam

    the places this van has been... here's a perfect fall day overlooking lake pepin.