On our Midwest trip, David and I traveled from Indiana to Wisconsin right through Chicago. There is something about traveling through big cities that make me nervous, but I am fortunate to have David for a traveling partner, for he doesn't mind doing the hard driving. I took some shots from the car window as we were stopped in traffic in Chicago. Here is one of them.
Several hours later, we got off Interstate 90 and drove south to Cashton, Wisconsin. I know some of the Amish there — in fact, I am probably related to more people there than I know. I'd visited this community as an Amish person twice. It was very different this time, especially because I was taking pictures of the countryside. Taking pictures is such a symbol of looking in from outside, and that is clearly what I was doing this time. Nonetheless, I was reminded of how beautiful the countryside is there. It's also very rural — remote even — and I am a people person, so I would not want to live there, especially in winter. I know their winters are pretty brutal.
Without further ado, here are some shots of the countryside and homesteads. Enjoy.
As you can see, we were taking these photos in the late afternoon light. By the time we got to LaCrosse, where we crossed over the Mississippi River into Minnesota, it was twilight — too late to see the much or to take photos. I saw enough of it to know it has to be breathtakingly beautiful. I hope I get back there someday and get to see it during the day. This was the first time I crossed the Mississippi, other than flying over it. Pretty exciting!
I have three questions for you:
1. Do you have a favorite of these photos?
2. Do these images make you want to travel to see this area in Wisconsin?
3. One of these homesteads is where my uncle and aunt live and where fifteen of my first cousins lived until they got married. Do you want to take a wild guess which homestead is theirs?