Last week all 8 of us embarked on a journey to Camp Wandawega (previously a speakeasy for Chicagoan mobsters, nunnery, and children's summer camp) for some much needed relaxing. Spirits were high as we met in Chicago and made the hour and a half drive up to the lake in Wisconsin on Tuesday. Upon arrival we didn't fully know what to expect but it's safe to say we were not disappointed once we entered the main lodge.
A short distance away was exactly what we were hoping for... room to play!
Each of our rooms were loaded with swag and gifts generously provided by Scott P.
A brave few of us hopped on some of the camp's vintage bikes to scope the lay of the land.
After a couple miles we stumbled upon a grocery store and stocked up on some of Wisconsin's finest offerings.
Each morning began with eggs, veggies, and at least 5 lbs. of bacon.
Surprisingly we did get (some) work done.
But it usually wasn't long before we decided the outdoors needed us.
Joel in his element.
This dock was begging for us to get some epic shots.
Some of them better than others...
Big thanks to Camp Wandawega for providing us with a week we will never forget.
