The burgers were kind of wooden.

But the chef was bearable.

Nicer were the farm stand proprietors who had better things to do than hang around their gas station cart.

Bears there too.

A famous mouse straddles a landmark on highway 39 in Madison.

The place has jerky, fudge and everything else.

But the reason to visit: cheese curds.

Farms were everywhere.

Corn is about all this country grows anymore.

Except for children: ever stronger, more opinionated, more beautiful, and always ready for a road nap.