Starved Rock was not impressive. But they did love dogs and Inky was welcome everywhere. Lots of flying carp in the shallows. We hopped in the dinghy and putted around and around in the marina to get them excited and man did they JUMP. Hilarious. Impossible to get a good picture though.
We spent a night in Henry’s Landing. Nice restaurant. Quiet, dark night. We are well rested.
We arrived in Peoria at 10 this morning. Easy 30 miles. We are moored at the Ivy Club...very high end.
There are tiny bunnies hopping around the docks and Inky is in Labrador Heaven. I have made friends with two ducks who loiter about waiting for bread.
We visited with Don’s nephew, Justin and wife, Julia. They are a charming young couple, both physicians, establishing themselves in the Peoria medical community. They kindly offered a car to us and what a thrill. We can accomplish things on land that cannot be done onboard via email or mobile phone.
Miles of lush shoreline with lovely Victorian mansions sitting at river’s edge. A gorgeous paddlewheel boat passed us coming in. The Pride of Peoria.
It gets very hot on the fly bridge and Inky suffers when the sun hits him, but he prefers to be up there with us.
The Illinois River opens up into a vast lake coming into Peoria. Reminds us of Lake Michigan, but here we can see shore! We cannot navigate by shoreline. There is a buoy path to follow like a water highway. From a distance it seems impossible that the barges can pass between the cans. Green cans (buoys) on the right descending bank and red cans on the left descending bank. We just follow the path they create in the river and stay between the cans. Most channel depths are 10 to 15 feet. About every half mile a channel marker appears like a miniature lighthouse.
The countryside is beautiful, but the water quality is horrid. We would NEVER swim in that sludge, but locals do. Aren’t we so very lucky to live in beautiful, dry Idaho?
The famous Atchison-Topeka-Santa Fe Railroad bridge. Judy Garland sang an Academy Award winning song with same title in the 1946 film The Harvey Girls. You’re singing it now, I know you are.
Many unusual sights along the river….NOT me…the mini lighthouse on shore!
Now a word about the heat. We just couldn’t take this humidity, so Don ordered a portable AC unit from Sears. We picked it up in Ottawa, got it back to the marina and discovered it was damaged. Really??? But, it works fine and Sears will replace the broken face. We love our little R2D2. Life is good again, even if he takes up half my galley counter. I am learning to be grateful for the littlest things. I sure miss my comfy home. But that’s the sacrifice for this odyssey.