Spring Break Travels
With spring break occurring last week, spring itself is due to finally come at last. The following travel story includes my spring-break travel experience.It was not much of a “spring” break. My family and I traveled to northern Minnesota, where winter lasts a little bit longer and the air is typically more frigid than in Marinette. The reason for such a long journey is because my grandparents live in that state, within a small town called Ely, a dead city during the winter and a tourist trap during the summer. My family gathered at my grandparents’ house after a long eight-hour journey, and with it already being so late at night we had a short visitation and then went to bed a few hours later. The next day, there was a feast prepared. There was soup, sausage, coleslaw, and potatoes, typical hearty meals local people in the area enjoy. My grandpa and I talked politics while drinking some coffee before we went ice fishing. Stump Lake was the destination. My father, grandpa, and I walked across the ice and began drilling holes. Unfortunately, there were not many fish, but we found peace in nature, and we saw some dog sleds in the distance. Whenever staying at my grandparents house, we typically spend three nights before returning back home to Wisconsin. Goodbyes are always the most animated times. Grandpa always fixes breakfast the day my family and I leave. We gave turns exchanging hugs and making jokes. My grandmother always gets emotional when we leave.
—Conner Tuthill, Travel Editor