We finally drank our fill and traveled north to find a place to crash. We hopped into a pickup truck outside the Miller Brewery and ended up in Port Washington, right on the lake. Hell yeah.
Check out all those boats. We might have to steal one later.
Some people were having a party on their boat right next to the boardwalk. More beer for us.
And right next to the boat... all the food we could eat. Dine and dash of course.
Wow, it was windy on that side of the storm wall.
At the end of the pier-thing was a lighthouse.
Shit, it was really windy out there. We almost got pushed into the water. Sometimes weighing mere ounces totally sucks.
We finally found a cool spot on a beach not too far from the lighthouse.
Once upon a time, Diddy left her magical wooden mug behind after a long Trash weekend. This is her Mug's incredible story. An incredible journey. Incredible.