November 3, 9:00 a.m. I'm sitting in my car in the parking lot of the Flyways Waterfowl Museum and Laser Arcade (yes, you read that correctly) in Baraboo, Wisconsin. At this time of the year, the building is boarded up. Sheets of cardboard cover the glass entrance. Unmarked snow covers the ground. The bare-limbed trees, abandoned parking lot, and gaping holes of the museum's second-story windows make this the perfect setting for a slasher movie. But I'm feeling fine.
My college friend and I have just finished a weekend in Devil's Lake State Park, where we camped in an outrageously spacious nine-person tent, hiked through snow, and slept in too many layers to count. The trip was a success, and I'm prepping for my drive back home.