August 30 and 31 - Indian Lake

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The 200 odd miles that we had traveled South, combined with an upturn in humidity and temperature, had made some pretty hot days for us.   True to its name, Indian Lake Campground had a nice large lake, at a pleasant swimming temperature.  After we arrived and got set up, we walked down to it, where Jordan and I enjoyed a swim.

We had originally planned on staying only a night or two at Indian Lake, but this was the last of the horribly crowded big summer weekends -- Labor Day.  We tried unsuccessfully to get reservations further West, to no avail, so we hunkered down here for a few days.  The primary reason for our being in this neck of the woods was to take a tour of the Airstream factory in nearby Jackson Center.

We took the tour the day after our arrival, on a rainy warm day.  No pictures of the factory interior were allowed, but the tour was really interesting.  Our guide had worked in the factory for 20 years, and well knew every aspect of trailer and motor home production.  On Fridays, most employees went home at 10:30 AM, so the factory was nearly empty.  This worked to our advantage in that we were able to walk the entire assembly line, peek into in-process parts, etc.  The factory was cavernous, and we walked most of it.  Towards the end of the tour, we walked through a completed top-of-the-line $250,000 motor home.  Jordan loved it, and asked why we weren't traveling in something like this?  It was beautiful, although a bit 'busy'.  Lots of tile, glass, brass and solid wood was used.

Outside were several antique trailers that we were allowed to photograph.

 

And this was one of the trailers used by the founder of the company, Wally Byam.  Once this may have been a golden color; it was currently a sort of yellow-brown, as you can see.  Not much different from our trailer, though.

Aside from the Airstream tour, mostly we hung out, played cards, did laundry and the like.  In the evenings we watched movies -- another 4 or so, 2 per night.

We befriended a lonely looking older gentleman camping by himself 2 sites down, and invited him to dinner.  He declined, as he expected that some of his 13 grandchildren (most in their 20s and 30s) would be by, bringing food.  Sure enough, later that day he had a more than full house, and looked happy as a clam.

Once the Labor Day rush was over, we would have most campgrounds to ourselves, which we were looking forward to.

September 1 to 4 - Chicago