The Bean House


A view of the Bean House from the upper meadow.


I’ve made mysterious inferences about trips to southwest Wisconsin, and it’s time to reveal the reason why. My partner John, knowing he would be retiring soon and having spent considerable sums of money on fly rods and reels, got it into his head a few years ago that he’d like to build a little getaway house in fly-fishing country.

He also decided he would furnish it entirely from the L.L. Bean catalog (which I had opinions about). A friend referred to his project as the Bean House one time, and it stuck.

It is located in the Kickapoo Valley. Nearby towns include Boscobel, Gays Mills, Soldier’s Grove and, a little further up the road, Viroqua. There is not much to do around here except fish and admire the view. Some restaurants serve only potato and cole slaw as vegetable choices.

This swath of Wisconsin is called the Driftless Area; it is the only part of the state never touched by glaciers. So its rough edges still show, and it’s hillier than the rest of the state. And it’s gorgeous. I love the thought of Going Driftless. One dictionary definition I found:

Having no drift or direction; without aim; purposeless.

I think I’ll start saying, “I’m Going Driftless.” It’ll mean I’m on my way to the Bean House to dreamily consider the landscape, eat cole slaw, and re-connect with my rough edges.



View from the under-construction pergola on the lower meadow.



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