Last Wednesday, Anne and I left after lunch to head up North, drop the kids at my parents, then kept driving up to Bayfield. We had tickets to see
Bela Fleck and the Flecktones up at
Big Top Chatauqua. If you haven't heard of Bela, he is one of the top three banjo players in the country, aside from
Steve Martin(click this one). Alone, he tends to play traditional bluegrass and even true classical music, but with
the Flecktones, there is a mix of genres that can't be described. Click on the Flecktones link above to listen and watch them. These are pictures I took during the show. After the concert was done, we took the car on the last ferry out to Madeline Island to stay at the
Island Inn. On Thursday, we bummed around the island until we left for the mainland. After staying in Bayfield Thursday night, we got up in the morning and went picking berries then on to a wonderful 5 star breakfast at the
Rittenhouse Inn.
After buying more trinket souvenir crap, we stopped at Newago's Fish Market on the way out of town for some fish spread and smoked whitefish. I now have a year's supply of mercury flowing through my blood.
Last Wednesday, Anne and I left after lunch to head up North, drop the kids at my parents, then kept driving up to Bayfield. We had tickets to see Bela Fleck and the Flecktones up at Big Top Chatauqua. If you haven't heard of Bela, he is one of the top three banjo players in the country, aside from Steve Martin(click this one). Alone, he tends to play traditional bluegrass and even true classical music, but with
the Flecktones, there is a mix of genres that can't be described. Click on the Flecktones link above to listen and watch them. These are pictures I took during the show. After the concert was done, we took the car on the last ferry out to Madeline Island to stay at the Island Inn. On Thursday, we bummed around the island until we left for the mainland. After staying in Bayfield Thursday night, we got up in the morning and went picking berries then on to a wonderful 5 star breakfast at the Rittenhouse Inn. 
After buying more trinket souvenir crap, we stopped at Newago's Fish Market on the way out of town for some fish spread and smoked whitefish. I now have a year's supply of mercury flowing through my blood.
