You won't find Birch Lake on a Wisconsin road map, but after you finish this book you'll want to go there. Maybe stop in at Aunt Flo's diner for a cheeseburger and then up Main Street (you can see where they repaired the hole left by the exploding elephant) to the Bluegill Bar for a cold Bruenig's Lager. The grumpy looking little guy on the last bar stool might be Uncle Al. You could ask if he'll guide you on a fishing trip but if you aren't nice...