When you make your living on your computer, there eventually comes a time when you need to go into airplane mode and head for the hills or in our case, the trees. In May, my web developer boyfriend and I decided to grab three precious, internet/cell phone/computer free days at Camp Wandawega. I’d say that I’m afraid to tell you about it for fear that it will become too popular, but with a photo spread in Martha Stewart last month, I think the secret is out.
We drove an hour and a half north to Elkhorn, Wisconsin and pulled into the camp owned by Thereasa and David Surratt who welcomed us, showed us around and introduced us to our fellow campers.
What would follow was three days of camp fires, tree houses, swinging, canoes and cards. We did some catch and release fishing with two awesome kids that happened to be there and slept “the sleep of the just” in our very modest cottage, which Thereasa moved across country and restored. Immaculately decorated in antiques from the era of the camp’s heyday, every corner of the camp holds some secret or undiscovered delight.
Since moving to Chicago, I’ve often wanted to just drop everything, drive somewhere and breathe. I’m thrilled to have found my new favorite hiding place…
and I can’t wait to go back.
To book your own Wandawega getaway: