Starved Rock State Park

One of the best days of my life is how I would describe my experience at Starved Rock. It was our first time visiting this beautiful state park. We knew, from the Starved Rock website, that the Illinois River had recently flooded causing some problems; nonetheless, we were not going to let that stop us. We started the day off fairly early. I hoped to be to the park by no later than 9:00 am. The weather was supposed to be sunny, but as we sped closer to the park the sky was getting dark. Uncertainty crept in. I quickly pushed that aside, and tried to stay hopeful for a good day. As we pulled into the parking lot around 9:15, a little later than expected, we could see the evidence all around us. The ground was soggy and the parking lot looked as if it had recently been underwater, but that didn't stop us or any of the other hundreds of people from coming for a day of fun. I would have preferred to not have the park so full of people, but it really wasn't too bothersome. I assumed with it being Memorial Day weekend and all, crowds were to be expected anywhere we went.

After parking and gathering supplies, we headed straight to a trail—French Canyon. The ground was squishy in parts but compact. We found ways of avoiding mud holes (described later). It was very exciting. I could hear the sound of a waterfall and saw people in the canyon below. We figured out the way to get down there and it was so beautiful.

This is a collecting pool of water that overflowed and created a stream.

In order to get to the waterfall without getting soggy, we had to straddle this stream of water. Poor Ava wasn't able to do it correctly, so she spent the day with moist shoes. It didn't seem to bother her much. The waterfall!

This was heading back away from the waterfall.

Here, we were on top of Starved Rock. Looking across, you can see Lover's Leap Lookout. The history behind Starved Rock is quite interesting. A barge on the Illinois River.I can't quite remember which trail led us to this waterfall. We wanted to get down into the canyon to see it, but first we had an obstacle to overcome. Mud! This picture is of Steve and Ava on their way back from seeing the waterfall. This is what we did off and on throughout our hiking adventure. Thankfully, tree roots helped. We balanced along them in a great effort not to lose our balance and end up muddy, wet, and uncomfortable for the rest of the day. I did remember to pack extra clothes and shoes for the kids, but not for Steve and me.

Here is that glorious waterfall! The one we staggered about on tree roots just to stare at it's beauty. It was worth it!

Here is a little perspective on the groups of people on the trails. I might add that there were many different languages I heard throughout the day. I think I heard more of other languages than actual English. I suppose many tourists were visiting from around the world.
After a while, we took a break from walking so Steve and Drake could fish in the river. Drake caught one! One man I saw had a large metal ring with tons of fish hooked around it. People were catching fish like crazy.

There were lots of sculptures carved out of trees by the lodge. The lodge looked very nice. We were almost tempted to stay for a night.

It was about 5:30 or so and we had been hiking the entire day. There was one more trail we wanted to go on called St. Louis Canyon. Instead of starting out from the visitor center, we chose to drive and park closer to the trail. I'm so glad we went on this one. I think it was my favorite. We were alone on the trail. As we were coming into the canyon area, there was a group of three people, but they were just leaving. Yes! We had it all to ourselves! It was like a scene from a movie. We were really in Illinois? I couldn't tell. The rock formations were beautiful. The sound of the water, our voices echoing, the sheer cliffs all around us, slightly leaning as if they would cave in, it was all so amazing. There were hills of light sand probably from the sandstone wearing away I guessed.

The kids climbed on this big boulder.Steve and I.

We found this caterpillar resting beside a rock.

By this time my camera battery was going dead, so I took a real quick video of the area.

After leaving this trail, we decided to check out another state park in the area, Matthiessen. We mostly just drove through to see what it was like, and then we drove back to Starved Rock so Steve and Drake could fish one more time. They fished for almost an hour while Ava and I rested in the van. It was now inching closer to 8:00 pm. We ate and then we headed home.

It was a long wonderful day! We were all exhausted. I was proud that the kids did so well on the trails. We did almost every trail except maybe 4 or 5. I didn't hear many complaints about legs hurting, which was so nice. The rain didn't hold off completely, but we never were drenched. It rained pretty good while we were eating our take along lunch, but as soon as we finished and went to tackle another trail, it let up. The canopy of trees protected us a lot.

The trails varied from rocky areas, to sandy paths, and compact mud. Of course, there was the not so compact mud too. I would love to visit this place again in the summer or even fall. I would like to see it on a sunny day and maybe even camp or stay in the lodge next time. ;-)

I took so many pictures that day. I didn't want to post to many here and bog down the speed, so if you would like to see some more you can view my album in picasa.

Apple River Canyon State Park

My family and I love to go to different parks to walk on trails. A lot of times we will leave at a moments notice with no planning involved. Last Saturday was a perfect day to take one of these trips. We gathered up water bottles, snacks, and fishing gear and headed out. As we were backing out of the driveway, we decided to go to Apple River Canyon State Park. It had been a while since our last visit, and I remembered that the kids had fun climbing on the rock formations.

This big rock was fun to climb!

Steve and Drake on the cliff.

Walking the trail! It began with a climb up these stairs.

This was a fun-pic. Drake's idea. ;-)

This is a look out area with a great view.

Drake took this picture of us. Ava wanted to take our picture too, but I told her I wanted to keep moving and she could take it at another spot. She was upset about that. Here Ava is storming away from us. She was trying to get away as fast as she could. Little did she know, that bright blue shirt and pink hat could be spotted anywhere. ;-) Thankfully, she got over it quickly.

Mossy-Earthy-Rocky

Steve and Drake fished, but they didn't catch anything.

Fishing: It's not a Total Waste of Time

Last year my dad gave us some of his fishing poles and lures because Steve wanted to try and fish with Drake. I think our first fishing experience was back on June 28, 2008. It was a cool, windy day. I wasn't so sure Steve knew anything about fishing. He took forever to get the fishing poles ready for us all to use. Once they were ready to go, some of the excitement had died, but we tried it out anyway to see if we could catch something.

We tried and tried to catch a fish but didn't have any luck. It was quite disappointing. Fishing takes a lot of patience, something I will admit many times that I lack.

Here Steve has his hat, but it wasn't long and it blew right off of his head and into the lake.

It was a good thing we had a fishing pole, so we could retrieve it. I knew that thing would come in handy for something!

Fast forward to October 18, 2008. We took a road trip to the Mississippi Palisades State Park. Once again, Steve was having a little trouble rigging up the fishing pole. Drake thought it would be funny if I took a picture of him falling asleep while waiting. It is funny. If fishing doesn't teach us patience, waiting for the pole to be ready will. Ahh...my poor husband. We didn't catch any fish that time either.

This year Steve and Drake have gone fishing a few times and still didn't catch anything, but something incredible happened over this past weekend! Drake actually caught two fish!



Here he is on April 25.

He caught another on April 26.

Now that Steve has the fishing poles ready to go, there is no longer any wait time: just throw on a worm and go. Yay! I'm happy that they found something to do together that they both enjoy. I think that as boys get older, they really need that bond with their dads. They need that time to hang out and talk about things. Whether it's catching fish (or not), playing ball, or riding bikes, it's the act of spending time with each other that matters most.

Time can't be returned once it has past.