It's Friday afternoon, and I start my hour and a half drive. I start to see the endless Mille Lacs Lake, and I know I am close. Not too far up the road, I see the giant Walleye with with famous "Garrison" sign- I have arrived. It doesn't take long and I have unpacked my things and I am having a drink down on the dock with mom and the girls.
As dad tries to perfect his grilling skills, the ladies are out on the lawn playing "bags." Not long after dinner, the evening pontoon stroll gives way tye the beautiful sunset behind the trees. As the sun disappears, the smell of smokey fires and marshmallows strike an idea for our own bonfire.
Once the coals settle, and the moon appears on the water, the silence reminds me of my bed awaiting. It's not until the loons make their final call, that I am sound asleep, only to do it again the next morning.
Summer anyone?
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