Saturday was our day to explore a little bit around Bayfield and environs. The ferry ride back over was pretty bumpy, with waves splashing over the sides of the ferry and onto/into our car. Sitting in the car I perused the little 'Bayfield visitor's guide' and came across an ad for Moon Over Madeline Island and its author Jay Gilbertson. Very tasteful and ingenious on our friend's part!
Carrie remembered a little bit of work she had to do, so we sought out a cafe with WiFi (latté da) in Ashland. Spent a few minutes getting reconnected and then poked around the town for just a little bit. Then we stopped in the town of Washburn, where we found a very cool used bookstore, where I bought my very first one of these (click on photo for more info): and then had lunch.
We also found a pottery place that had lots of neat stuff; and before we returned to the island we walked around Bayfield some more.
That was about it for Saturday, except we had dinner at a very nice place called 'Lottta's' where we had a good meal, but the highlight was talking to the couple next to us who were playing with their brand new iPhones! One day after the launch and in an island in Lake Superior, and we still got to see and hold an iPhone. Very awesome, but luckily it didn't instill unbridled lust in my heart.
Sunday morning we packed up (minus Carrie's toilet kit, it turns out) and took our last ferry ride back to Bayfield. We had a late breakfast at Greunke's, an historic and very funky place where the specialty is battered whitefish livers. We passed in favor of eggs, granola and toast, but we really enjoyed the food and the atmosphere. And in the menu, on the list of celebrities who'd eaten there, was none other than one Jay Gilbertson, along with lesser lights John F. Kennedy Jr. Bonnie Raitt and Taj Mahal.
After eating it was time to head toward home, but first we paid a visit to Bayfield's cemetery. Strangely enough, Carrie's dad's father and mother are buried there. A quick phone call to Portland and Da told us that their graves were 'up on a hill'. After about ten minutes of searching we found them:
The cemetery had a slightly seedy, unkempt and tattered feel, which was, in an odd way very appealing. Definitely a non-American vibe, none of that usual obsessive fear of death, everything neat as a golf course feel.
Now it was really time to head home and we did, and as usual with a round trip like this, the way home seemed much quicker than the way there. All in all, a very fun weekend!
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