| Books Showcasing Justin Trails Resort
"Cross-Country Ski Vacations:
A Guide to the Best Resorts, Lodges,
and Groomed Trails in North America"
by Jonathan Wiesel
Looking for a cozy B&B in which to hide out and make a few leisurely cross-country tours? In search of a fine resort with an extensive trail system and ski school for the kids? This guide to making the most of your cross-country skiing vacation includes all the specifics you’ll need to make an...
FACES IN THE WOODS
by Sandra Peterson Written for Don & Donna Justin at Justin Hills, WI October, 2007 "Plush green hills, curvaceous valleys and a blueberry sky contrast against giant, golden corn stalks. It is October 30. Across the rolling grasslands of Central Wisconsin, a young English Setter gambols and sniffs. Autumn dusk is beginning to shift through the woods surrounding the fields. Crimson leaves twirl and dance in the slightest breeze. Young trees shiver in embarrassment as tender limbs are revealed.
A deep-set pond reflects sprawling clouds and rich, purple rushes. The old retriever called "Stallion" heeds the call of the water and plunges into its muddied depths. The adolescent herd dog frantically tries to keep adults, children and animals in a tight circle, barking and nipping at the heels of anything that moves. The rusling of the reeds in the wind makes us shiver with the idea of ghosts reaching out shadowy, formless arms. The hound dashes into the stalks, ready to devour evil phantoms. We quiver with fear and expectation. An almost full moon is slowly moving in place, forcing the sun to grudgingly lower itself. Smoke from the distant cabin curls in the air. Tase buds quiver in anticipation of ribs roasting over hissing, snapping logs. Gazine back at the woods we see a face not unlike an apparition appearing on an ancient tree stump. What is It? Something or someone inside that rotten, gnarled wood is laughing at us. A screech owl sounded a warning! Our pack of humans and dogs picked up the pace. Even the hounds’s tail was hanging down, something we had never seen her do before. Come on, can’t you walk any faster? Thanks for memories, Sandy"
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