The Apostles
By Cole Matthews
I watched as the ferry’s ramp ascended to vertical, squealing with metallic protest, blocking off any view of the pier. Around me, I took stock of several cars and SUVs full of people parked on the boat’s deck. All were heading to Madeline Island for some hiking, saltwater taffy, cave exploring, and munching on their famous double crunch French fries sold out of a food truck. I felt like I was observing their behaviors from afar, though they were only