Indiana Dunes
Gus and I packed up on Wednesday afternoon and headed down I-94 to the Indiana Dunes. I had a family reunion in Ohio scheduled for the weekend and wanted to get past Chicago. Loading my truck took longer than I expected. I’ve been living out of a hotel room for 2 months. My life is organized into clear Rubbermaid tubs with fliptops, making transport easy if bulky. 9 tubs, 1 mighty squirrel hunter, camping equipment and 11 cases of beer… well, almost 11 cases of beer. I ran out of room. Fortunately, a group of guys and girls in front of the hotel were grilling and graciously helped me relieve myself of a case of beer. I hit the road for the Dunes at around 4:30, which was the worst possible time. That put me in Milwaukee rush hour towards...