Located at the gateway to the Apostle Islands on the south shore of Lake Superior in Northern Wisconsin, the Madeline Island Ferry Line provides passenger, bicycle and car transportation between the picturesque towns of LaPointe and Bayfield. I began my journey by stopping in the Madeline Island Information Station across from the ferry landing in Bayfield. A visit here will get everyone set for the ferry trip and to return when they have more time. I grabbed a walking tour brochure and knew that I wanted to return before ever setting foot on the island.
I took the 25-minute trip this weekend which provided spectacular views of the Lake itself and several of the 22 Apostle Islands. I felt my cares being left behind on the Wisconsin mainland as we floated across the bay.
Madeline Island is often called the spiritual home of the Ojibwe people, who have lived here hundreds of years before the first arrival of Europeans. The Ojibwe name for the island is Mooningwanekaaning, which means home of the golden breasted woodpecker. Visitors to Madeline Island are now able to learn a few words of the Ojibwe language through bilingual Anishinabe and English way-finding signs.
Click here to learn more: http://www.madelineisland.com/
Michel Cadotte Fur Trade Post. Founded in 1792 Michel Cadotte married Equasayway, daughter of Chief Waudijejauk. The family traded, famed and welcomed visitors for over 50 years.
The Bayfield and Madeline Island area is situated in the Chequamegon-Nicolet National Forest, a northern wonderland. Once you experience the tranquil lakeside views, relax and unwind in this postcard ready paradise you will never want to leave. I’ll be returning for sure.
Yet there was nothing new, thrilling or revolutionary at the Iron County Fair. I got the sense that’s exactly how the organizers liked it. “Same old, same old” makes for a consistent, old fashioned nature to a fair.
Sure enough, I sang revival songs in the 4H barn while the rain poured down, walked around a variety of antique tractors and watched a draft horse pull competition. That’s what I went for. I wanted to see pairs of draft horses harnessed up to pull a weighted sled. It’s quite a powerful sporting event.
It wasn’t razzle dazzle. There wasn’t tempting gooey fair food. It poured rain. And it was good enough for a Sunday in Michigan.