Fall Idyl
Lest I leave you with the impression that I’m a west-coast chauvinist, and find nothing redeeming in my visits to the flyover puddles called the Great Lakes…I arrived in Milwaukee a little earlier than usual on Sunday to find a beautiful fall day in progress. I remembered some lakeside parks and bike paths from prior flights into Milwaukee, and, after getting my rental car, drove to the shore, parked, and hiked along the lake for several miles. It was a lovely way to spend the afternoon.
