After this trip to Moss', the resort was sold to a private firm, knocked down, and converted into condos. I will never forget the steep road leading into the Moss' or the way it was set up. There never was a happier place to look at the stars and pick on crayfish while the older people sat around the fire and talked about whatever. We came a bit later and remember feeling good after the hours-long trip to pull next to the cabin and get to play cards with Aunt Peg. We had not been North for a few years and had been through the death of Uncle Glenn recently. It was good to reconnect and introduce a new generation (Ryan) of Millers to Sayner.

What I remember most about this trip was the anticipation. This one got me hooked on the road. I had dreams for days about crossing the Interstates. Most mornings were spent on the pier or in the boats with Aunt Peg and Uncle Charlie, each clutching a coffee cup. Afternoons were spent in the lake. A barbeque dinner and dessert at McKay's, followed by a night of fires and cards.

1983-1985 Sayner Moss' Cabins on Razorback

There were various trips to Moss' taken in the early 1980's which are now fuzzy memories, but are, in my own mind, the classic Northwoods experience. I have a few memories. One was the night raid into Aurora Lake, when Dad, Uncle Charlie, Steve, and Gregg overcame fear and tepid waters and came back with buckets of pike. I also remember running around the dirt lot as a "jughead", and trips to Aqualand where you could feed the bears, or quick trips to McKay'sto get Superman ice cream cones. A store in town had a big stuffed black bear in attack pose and sold lots of little plastic animals. One of the first trips was also attended by Uncle Don and his family. My only memory of him was in the long cabin on the hill at Moss'. For a pre-school kid stuck in the house, Sayner was the definition of awesomeness.

1974 Sayner Moss' Cabins on Razorback

1960 Sayner Perveiler's on Lost Lake