Nancy here. We needed to make a trip to the bank today and the closest Wells Fargo is in Park Falls, about 40 miles from our campground. What the heck. We are always up for a sightseeing excursion. And I love these small town banks. The employees are so friendly. Park Falls was no exception. The teller was curious about us when she noticed we were from California. Not too many of us around here. We had a nice chat and she even gave me some tips on where to find wild blackberries.
We drove a long loop back to camp and stopped in Phillips to see the Concrete Park. Fred Smith, a self-taught fiddler and folk artist, began sculpturing in his sixties. By the time of his death in 1976, the retired lumberjack had created more than 235 figures using wooden armatures wrapped in wire, covered with layers of hand-mixed concrete and decorated with broken pieces of beer bottles and glassware, stones and metal pieces. What a unique place!
Back on the highway towards home, a big black bear ran across the road right in front of us. Unfortunately, I was looking the other direction at a lovely farm and missed it. Another wonderful day in the Northwoods.
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