We have a personal tradition of every autumn heading out, in the convertible if weather allows, and driving much of the Great River Road along the Mississippi River - Wisconsin's West Coast. Sunday was unseasonably warm and summer-like, so we filled up the cat bowl, threw some clothes in a gym bag, and took off.
We didn't have any idea of how crowded the highways and little towns would be on Sunday. Apparently everyone with either a convertible or a motorcycle was out, enjoying the blue skies and warm temperatures. It was something of a shock, although everyone was so happy that it was hard to even object to the roar of the Harleys.
After spending the night in Trempealeau, we headed to Lacrosse for some views from Granddad's Bluff. I had seen the summer view several times, but never the colors of autumn.
After that we cut back across the state, sticking to the small county roads that twist through the hills and coulees of the driftless area of western Wisconsin.