“Nice car,” he offered to no one in particular as we passed. A 1965 Ford Mustang Convertible with the top down still qualifies as a head-turner in these parts. So does the stunning scenery we saw that day from our bucket seats.
By any acceptable standards, roads in Driftless Wisconsin have no purpose in life other than our visual pleasure. A road wanders from attraction to overlook like an aimless sightseer, occasionally doubling back on itself as if it had forgotten something. If you plot a course from Prairie du Chien to Viroqua, your GPS navigator will always choose the “most scenic” route.