If someone were to tell me that I could only go home to Minnesota one time per year, I’d go for this trip. Though I do love going home as often as I do, this trip is my favorite.
A couple weeks before the trip, I put a photo on my screen at work and a co-worker came by and asked about it. I told her that it was my favorite camping spot and I was going there soon and was really excited. She responded with “Wow, that lake looks really big. Are they all that big?” I told her that actually its not that big in comparison to all the lakes in Minnesota. There are 10,000 of them. Us Minnesotans are pretty lucky.
We usually have a pretty similar menu when we’re there. There’s only so much variety when all our food is kept in a cooler and we’re eating at a campsite 7 nights in a row. Sharon brought a new recipe to the menu. Sushi! Here’s a photo of me rolling my roll!
After sushi, we went fishing. (A little backwards, right?) We didn’t catch anything to keep. Here’s one of Sharon’s fish! She caught about 4 fish that night. She puts her own worms on and takes her own fish off the hook. So brave!
Unlike Sharon, I am afraid of fish. I won’t touch them or let them touch me. Notice my shield and my scared look as my dad tries to get me to kiss it? Some people hate snakes or spiders.. I hate fish. They’re so slimey and flap around. Gross me out. Yuck!
Thursday was an epic day.
For the past couple years, I’d been wanting to try to paddle to Zorbaz. For those of you who don’t know, Zorbaz is my favorite place to eat at Campers’ Paradise and with 10,000 lakes, there HAD to be a way to get there by paddling. On Wednesday, my dad and I seeked out a route and got everyone on board to make it happen. Here’s a photo of us preparing our kayak and canoe for the adventure.
Here’s a mid-adventure photo. Erica was a good sport for the trip. At one point she said, “A few times a year, I have to do something I don’t want to do. This is one of those times!” Oops. I think she still had fun, look at that smile! My mom, dad and Sharon were in the canoe- I’m not sure they were smiling for real or fake. I hope they had fun!
Our route wasn’t an open water route by any means. We paddled through a lot of tall grass that grows in water and even found some “floating ground”. Erica and I named it that. I was basically dirt blobs that floated. You could push them down with your paddle and they’d move or sink. It was pretty gross, I think Erica might have even called it a nasty word when I told her we might have to get out and push our kayak through it. Thank god we didn’t have to!
After a trip through plantz, grazz, lillypadz, zeaweed, logs and floating ground.. we made it to Zorbaz! Notice my Zorbaz zhirt? I was prepared. Read the zign clozely, Zorbaz zpeakz in itz own language.
The problem with the photo above is that our boatz were not attached to the dock. After wandering around the muck of the lake we were in we couldn’t find our way to Zorbaz and ended up putting the canoe and kayak back on the trailer and driving to Zorbaz. Hey, we ztill made it.. just not by boat!
We all got some drinks at Zorbaz. We had to drink away our zorrowz from not arriving there by boat. I got a bloody mary and Zharon got a Minnezota Blue Bobber. Notice the cute bobber in it? Only in Minnezota at Zorbaz do you get a fishing bobber in your drink.
Mom caught her first fish. This is the only time I’ve ever seen her catch a fish. Her fish swallowed the hook and died when Sharon and Dad were trying to get the hook out. Fishing isn’t my mom’s thing. I don’t recommend she continues that sport.
I was having such a great time that I didn’t want Saturday to come and have to pack up and go home. We woke up Saturday morning to cloudy skies and eventually rain. As annoying as it was, it made it easier to want to go home. Here’s Sharon driving the boat to the boat launch in the rain. Yuck!
Of course, it gets sunny on our trip home. We made a few stops to enjoy the nice day and even spent some time at Treasure City in Royalton, MN. You can find anything you need at this store. Seriously.
I eat dipped cones every time I go home and learned the secret of double dipping at this very nice DQ somewhere en route. Double dipping provides extra thick chocolate- so good that I almost went back for another!