To kill time before the ferry departure, we stopped at our favorite store in Sister Bay. This time we noticed that they now have a coffee house down below. George stopped in for a hot tea. You can rent skis down there too.
The above photo is the road that leads you to the ferry. It's so curvy, I think to slow people down...perfect transition to Washington Island where it's described as:"north of the tension line."
Below I'm braving the ride on the ferry. Okay, I didn't stand outside the entire ride.
We drove by Nelson's Hall and saw fish for the annual fishing derby on display. The bar was pretty packed for a Sunday morning.
Here's the view from the bunkhouse to the house. Believe it or not, we did quite a bit of clearing through here. That thing that looks like an outdoor shower is not, it's a light that is supposed to go off when the sewage tank is full. What I'm starting to wonder is how do I know if that lightbulb is still good...
When we arrived everything inside the house was frozen; olive oil, hand soap, paint and I kid you not...the radio. We had to warm it up by the fire to get it to work. The place heats up in no time with the woodburning stove but the paint was ruined and we couldn't paint as we had hoped. George ripped out the old shower, then he decided he should take out the toilet, and then he decided to rip up the flooring and all the trimwork. We now have a hole in the bathroom floor and a toilet on our front porch.
We still have a lot to do which is just fine. It will keep us preoccupied while we wait these final weeks of waiting for our referral. We really hope it will make time fly.
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