we tried to do some shopping on wednesday to stay out of the rain, but the downfall of that plan was having to run back to the car. in the rain. not good.
we stopped at an amazing gallery, the fine line, in ephraim to wait for the rain the pass. the work inside was just amazing. this train depot was made of found objects, and the detail was spectacular.
if i'd had $500 in my pocket, this piece would have come home with me. from three feet away, it looked like a watercolor of a dense woods. upon closer look, the whole thing was created by layers of threads, ribbons, and fibers. stunning.
and this, too. i'm always drawn to paintings that look lonely, desolate, rural, a little run-down. there's probably some psychological reasoning for that.
giving up on the idea that the rain was ever going to stop, we decided to call it a day and drive to sturgeon bay to see a movie.
thursday was bittersweet. bitter, because we had to starting heading back to reality. sweet, because it was by far the best food day. lunch at the cookery in fish creek was, hands down, one of my top five restaurant meals of all time. roasted veggie quesadillas and a shared plate of eggplant fries. oh my ... those fries will haunt my dreams.
oh, and marc had a salmon sandwich with homemade potato salad and roasted applesauce. he said his meal was pretty top notch, too.
this place would be worth a return trip, even if door county itself was not. (though it totally is, too.)
what got me all fired up about door county in the first place was reading lavyrle spencer's book "bittersweet" in high school. the way she described this place was too enticing, and, as it turns out, spot on. this inn was the inspiration for that book.
what was most appealing to me was the way all the houses were set back in their own little glen of yellow and orange trees. way too perfect.
leaving the relaxing part of our vacation behind, we ended up in elkhart lake, wisconsin, on friday so marc could have his day at driving school. again ... rain. all day. and not quite 40 degrees. awesome.
suiting up for his first event: the four mile track, full of twists and turns. he hit about 110 mph on wet pavement, and was disappointed he couldn't safely go faster.
the agility course. marc impressed everyone by nailing a hairpin turn and squealing the tires. all the guys were impressed with anyone who could burn out.
our crew chief, nick something. a semi-pro racer from california. i found his resemblance to michael phelps to be disconcerting, as well as amusing.