When I think of Lake Superior, I go back to my honeymoon trip to Isle Royale NP in June 1974. The bride and I took the Isle Royale Queen passenger ferry from Copper Harbor MI, the most northern point of Upper Michigan, across the lake to Rock Harbor, Isle Royale. The trip over was almost as smooth as glass. A week later our return trip to the UP was the opposite. We spent most of the 5.5 hour crossing outside on deck after seasickness struck most of the passengers in the overheated, poorly ventilated cabin. Once the nausea smell started to overtake the locker room stink from 40-50 unwashed backpackers, we moved out on deck. A lot of fresh air with some wind driven spray while we watched as the boat plowed 6+ foot seas for the entire trip. When we finally landed at Cooper Harbor we enjoyed a dinner of a Hostess fruit pie and a carton of milk, all we could trust to stay down.
The Isle Royale Queen of that era was very appropriately called the “barf barge.” I ran into the original owner and captain of the barge a few years ago and he told me his two sons now operate a newer more appropriate vessel. He didn’t think the nickname was fair for this newer boat - I wouldn’t count on it.