Scattered along the road are various nature conservancies. My brother Ben recommended one in particular, the Elmer Johnston Nature Conservancy. It did not disappoint! The one and a half mile walking trail took us up a gentle hill to an open meadow where we could see out over the lake. The sky was a beautiful, soft blue with just a couple of small clouds, and we could see Beaver Island on the horizon. The trail then paralleled the tree line, where we spooked a deer. I only heard it, but Dan caught a glimpse of a white tail moving away from us. We followed for a moment, but we didn't see it again. (That was actually our only "wildlife encounter" of the whole trip, except for the ubiquitous deer along the road in the dark.) Now the trail beckoned us into the shady, quiet forest. We could hear woodpeckers working away on the trees, as well as the calls of some other birds. Once we even heard a turkey gobble. 
Back on the road, we made our way into Good Hart and stopped at the General Store. Ben told me I had to try their fresh lemon bars. Unfortunately, they were fresh out! So I settled for cookies and the seemingly obligatory dose of Vietnam-era politics. (We were on the same side, so I guess it was okay.)
There was one more stop that we had to make for old time's sake before going home for supper: Sturgeon Bay. Upon our arrival, I was immediately struck by the distinct lack of beach. I remember it as such a wide, sandy stretch, but this time the water very nearly came all the way to the vegetation between the water and the road. (Such are water cycles in the Great Lakes.) But there was still room enough for a quick hand-in-hand stroll and a few pictures. Just like the good ol' days.
Thanks for sticking with me! Just two more trip posts to go!
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