Leaving Wyalusing behind meant I was now striking out on my own into new territory. The first thing I did was notice the almost complete lack of traffic on the shoulder-less county roads. And the hills were back. Given my left Achilles tendon was sore I dwadled along, in no hurry and trying to soak in everything. At one point I rounded a curve, passing a gravel road, and began climbing an endless hill on County Road A. Two miles in and still only half-way up, I turned on the GPS out of boredom and discovered I’d already climbed 200 feet. And discovered the GPS recommended the gravel road at the bottom of the hill, Dugway Road. With reckless abandon (not even consulting the guide book), I pulled a U-turn and sped back down in a fraction of the time I’d been climbing. It seems the GPS didn’t consider how Dugway Road was one-lane, frequently steeper than Cty Rd A, and often loose.
On the up-side, it was incredibly scenic, and I discovered a hidden campground off Squirrel Hollow Road between County Roads V and Vv. For the bargin price of $5/night, it offered a pavillion with two picnic tables, three fire pits, electricity AND a one-hole outhouse.
Returning to the Great River Road with County Road Vv, I eventually came to Nelson Dewey State Park in Cassville, WI. Consulting the guide book, it seemed like this was probably the best camping around. I’ve learned to love Wisconsin’s State Parks, as they tend to be clean, quiet and quite scenic. The price one pays for that is more than the nominal $14 for a non-electric site, it’s the near-universal (so-far) tendency to put the campsites at 400 feet elevation above the park entrance. Nelson Dewey was no exception. But the views from the walk-in site on the side of the bluff were well worth the climb.
The sunset was equally beautiful. And the skies were the darkest I’ve seen in a very long time; the Milky Way was clearly visible. I saw at least a half-dozen satellites, and one shooting star.