Number nine. Kind of like cow tipping.

Although not nearly as risky or mean. Potato pulling!

Lake Trip memory number nine.

Alright, I admit we weren't really sure what this crop was throughout the area of the lake.
So we pulled over to pull a potato up. Part of the fun of any trip is submersing yourself into their culture. Much of the area surrounding the lake is Amish farms. We completely enjoyed sharing in their freshly picked crops. And, I was so intrigued by the life they live. So much to our kids frowns we drove the countryside dirt roads stopping at farm stands and trudging into fields.