Another obvious day trip was to Sheboygan. Chris spent many of her formative years there but hadn't been back since a trip after college. This was going to be a real test of her memory.
What I find odd about not just Sheboygan but much of Wisconsin is the complete lack of creativity in road naming. Most of the more major roads are named "EE", or "K", or "DK". And to the best of my ability, I could find no rhyme or reason to the naming. If one cross street had been named Road G and the next one named Road H, I probably could have lived with it. I guess my engineering desire for order gets in the way - something I should get over.
The drive was easy enough and we even managed to find the road her childhood home was on. But as we turned down the road and I asked which house was the one she lived in, we ran into a little problem. She remembered it as the third house from the corner. But when she lived here, it was a new development with newly planted trees and many vacant lots. I guess 30 or so years of being away can have that affect.
We slowly drove down the street, which wasn't too hard since it's only a few blocks long and a dead end at that. Of course the people that were out sitting on their porches probably found it odd to see a car with NY plates "casing" their houses! After we hit the end and turned around, Chris did decide which house was hers and it happened to still be the third one from the corner!
Next we went to a nearby little park. Chris and her friends would play there. It is an old Indian Burial Mound. The sign she remembered at the entrance was still there as was the viewing port into one of the mounds. Personally it seems a bit creepy and might explain why Chris to this day doesn't like scary movies.
Since we couldn't find the geocaches in this park, we needed to drive around town some more. We eventually found both her grade school and high school, although both were not exactly where she had remembered them.
We stopped at the pier at the center of town and walked around a bit. There were dozens of people out fishing off the pier that afternoon. Many of the fishing poles were just laying on the pier maybe 4 or 5 feet apart. Then I noticed that most of them had a bottle or can about a foot away from the pole near the reel with the fishing line looped over it. I reckon that is the "fish on line" detection system, but one guy was using a nearly full bottle of beer for his - I hope he doesn't catch something and waste the beer.
I think Chris enjoyed her trip back home. We took a different way back to the campgrounds and did make a big discovery. We now know the answer to this question - "Where's Waldo?" Oh, and by the way, "V" street runs thru the middle of town!
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