Gillett High School class of ’66.
We drove to Gill’s Rock at the northern point of the Door and parked the truck while we took the tandem bike on the ferry over to Washington Island. We biked six miles to the other side of the island and locked up the bike while we took the next ferry to Rock Island State Park, a no vehicle, no services lovely spot of wilderness in the waters of Lake Michigan. We hiked a few miles along the shore and ate a lunch we packed in.
A Chicago industrialist of Icelandic heritage
owned the island at one time and built a fabulous Icelandic boathouse with a
great room above, now used as a museum. I
love this place.
We took the ferry back, rode the bike six miles back to the
other ferry, and stopped for a much needed chocolate malt and turtle
sundae. We were exhausted when we got
back to the camper, but we did make it to the Folklore Theater in the State
Park to see one of their funny, original, Door County based plays.