Yep, that’s a poop notebook. We found it near our campsite. Camping was great. We were a little worried about not camping in Wisconsin, the land of anything-goes-as-long-as-no-one-dies, but our fears were unfounded. The funniest part is that the group sites are billed as ‘primitive’. I would argue, though, that ‘primitive’ does not include nearby water spigots and flush toilets ...