06/01/2026
๐ The Northwoods are awake again. The pontoons are prowling the lakes, the fish are making poor life choices, and reasonable bedtimes have been suspended until further notice.
Meanwhile, somewhere between a fish fry, a basket of wings, and a half-rack of ribs, civilization continues to stagger forward on grit, gravy, and blind optimism.
Stop in. Eat something glorious. Tell a few lies. Create an alibi.
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