Friends of the Apostle Islands National Lakeshore
Jewels on the Water
Lake Superior's
Apostle Islands
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Jewels on the Water |
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Friends of the Apostle Islands
National Lakeshore are pleased to present our new book. The Apostle Islands National Lakeshore was recently voted the most pristine national park in the United States by National Geographic Traveler magazine. Home to the Ojibwe people for hundreds of years, and to hunters/gatherers before them, the Islands later played host to French fur traders and missionaries who traveled along the Great Lakes. European settlers arrived and tried their hands at farming and fishing. Beginning in the 1800s, forests were harvested, brownstone was quarried from three of the Islands, and lighthouses were built to guide the ships that supplied the burgeoning commerce. In the early 1900s, the Islands were passed over for national park status because of their ravaged, cutover condition. Yet a small number of people stood by their vision of the place these Islands could become. After the boom ended, the process of "re-wilding" began to transform the Islands again. The Apostle Islands National Lakeshore was created in 1970 to set aside 20 of 22 islands in the Bayfield archipelago. In 2004, the Gaylord A. Nelson National Wilderness Area was established within the park. The wilderness, honoring the late Senator Nelson, founder of Earth Day, was dedicated on August 8, 2005. Thus the Apostle Islands have become a treasure that stands out among treasures.
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Jewels on the Water Text by Jeff
Rennicke 190 photographs
and illustrations Available at Bayfield area shops and Barnes and Noble. OR Send your check
and mailing info to: OR Buy On Line |
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Noque Bay shipwreck, Julian Bay |
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"Stand today at a lookout on the
Lakeshore Trail atop the Mawikwe caves and the rock beneath your boots
seems solid. It is comforting, but it is an illusion. We live our lives
on too short a timescale to see anything more than a snapshot of these
islands. Still, if we could glimpse them through different eyes, seeing
them in geologic time, streaks of glacial ice would snap back and forth
like bolts of lightning, and arches would open and close as quickly as
blinking eyes. After such a view, we would never see a cliff or a wave
in quite the same way again. What seems solid today will be brushed away
in time. The breaking of every wave is a lesson in what remains; each
drop of melting ice is another tick of the clock. It is all a part of
the dance of the landscape." From "The Dance of the Landscape," Jeff Rennicke |
