South Bass Island (Part 3)

After visiting the lighthouse and the state park area of the island we then proceeded to what is quickly becoming a family tradition, Heineman's Winery. This winery began operation in 1888 when Gustav Heineman moved to the island from Baden, Germany. Heineman's was one of seventeen wineries on the island back in 1888 due to ideal soil conditions and a long growing season. This is credited to the effect the lake has on the surrounding areas.

Although there were 17 wineries on the island back in 1888, only Heineman's survived through prohibition by offering unfermented grape juice, taxi rides into town, and cave tours. Heineman's is now in their 5th generation of family ownership. You can find out more on their website here.

The Wine Garden.

Teresa writing on the cork.

Me being all artistic.

Me selfie-ing (yes, it is a word).

Can't take them anywhere.

After we were done at Heineman's it was my turn to drive the golf cart bus back into town. On the way out we noticed another winery right down the street from the Boardwalk Restaurant, the Put-In-Bay Winery. We obviously had to stop in, because well, why not?

Even though it has only been in operation for about 6 years, it seems to attract a large crowd and has a good selection of wines, although I'm not quite sure where their grapes come from, whether they are grown on the island or shipped in from the mainland.

Dad in front of the tasting room.

Inside the tasting room.

Sarah and Dad.

I guess it makes the wine cheaper when you grow your own bottles.

The sitting area. There was a good view of the lake just across the road.

Mom and Teresa.

After the Put-In-Bay Winery we went to return our golf cart. as Dad was doing so an impromptu game of catch broke out.

Unfortunately Teresa died during the game.

 It was now time to walk the town and find some food, but not before checking out some of the local happenings, which are plentiful on a Saturday night.

Making our way through the crowds.

I got a point.

Another old establishment, the Frosty Bar.

The crowd inside the Beer Barrel Saloon, home of the world's longest bar. I feel that they are cheating because the bar snakes in and out of itself.

Mojito Bay (holy crowded).

We then ate over at The Keys, where I had a delicious Perch sandwich. (notice a pattern with the crowds)

After dinner it was finally time to head back to the mainland. It was a really fun trip as always and I'm sure we will do it all over again next year.

Walking back to the boat.

Time to go home.

Thanks for reading!