We finally took the ferry across to Washington Island. You see Jim;s back as we head out to cross Death's Door passage to the island. It was a beautiful day with almost no wind so the ride over was wonderful. The ferry from Northport to Detroit Harbor carries passangers as well as cars. We opted to take our bikes and bike around the island. The island has about 6 miles of paved roads. Many people take their cars but most ride the "cherry train" for a tour around the island. You can also rent mopeds and putter around which we wish we would have done. We only biked about half the island. We didn't like riding against the wind uphill. There isn't much to really see there. Some stores, places to eat and places to stay but all very small.
We ate at a restaurant that advertised fresh "lawyers". The owners are commercial fishermen and they fry up and serve what they catch. We thought we might as well give the "eelpout/lawyer/burbot" a try. It wasn't bad -- they served it in very small fried pieces. They had many stuffed fish on the walls -- not a good idea to see what the fish really looks like that you are eating.
September has been warmer here so far than most of August. There is a bumper crop of blackberries all around the campground and they've been very tasty snacks. We are hoping to get in a little more fishing as long as it stays warm before we pack everything up for the trip south.
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Tuesdays are my "Beth days" to check your blog and see what new adventure you and Jim are enjoying. Today is the first day I have been able to see any of your pictures -- and they are breathtaking! (our company has a pretty rigid firewall system, and generally scrubs every possible atom and removes anthing remotely interesting before an employee could enjoy it.) I'm so glad that you're faithfully keeping the blog, it's really a joy to read and it sounds like you're having a wonderful time. We sure missed you at Swan Lake. My dad caught the biggest walleye this year, and he wanted to put "Walter" right back in the water so other fishermen would know there's a "big un" in the lake. But the guy getting Walter out of the net had some trouble with the hook snagging the net, and despite efforts to revive him, Walter did not survive. My dad's not a fan of stuffed fish, and felt horrible that Walter died. Glen filleted the fish, and my dad refused to take the meat. No way he wants to eat Walter, saying, "Us old guys gotta stick together! You young guys can enjoy him. I wouldn't!" This weekend is an open house at Century College where Denise will be teaching, so we're loading up the car (Petrann is in town) and going to tour the new facility in Afton. Happy first day of Autumn!
--Brenda
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