Monday, September 18 - Henry Wall

Monday, September 18 - Henry Wall

We gassed up, pumped out, and pulled out of Heritage Harbor.  These tiny houses were part of the Heritage Harbor complex.  Cute. 

Some scenes of Ottawa. 

Evidence that the water level is way down. 

LaSalle and Peru, Illinois were the next towns we passed.  (I had to a take a picture of the Peru sign for my friend, Ruth Chang White, who is a native of the “real” Peru.)  

We saw SO many people fishing from the river bank along this section.  It seemed unusual for a Monday, but maybe the fish were running. 

This is the largest tug boat we have seen.  More later.

I got carried taking scenery pictures.  It was a very pretty area.

Marinas are few and far between on this stretch of the river, and some of those few have such low water we can’t use them.  Our only option for tonight, with electricity, was the Henry Wall.  When we first heard the name, it seemed strange to us because we have a friend named Henry Wall.  As it turns out, this is an old lock wall in the town of Henry, Illinois.  The lock was constructed in the 1870’s as part of the Illinois and Michigan Canal that connected Chicago and the Illinois River.  It was rustic, but scenic. 

This lady was fishing when we pulled up.  Danny says he saw her get up and go to the bathroom behind the tree.  Oh, well.

A boat pulled in to get gas and Danny went over to help them.  The “office” for Henry Wall is on the other side of the small marina, which is on the other side of the peninsula, so someone has to drive over to turn the gas tank on, then take the boater back over to pay, and back again.  Not a very efficient operation. 

I read recently that pictures taken over your feet are not cool anymore, but I loved this one.  It described my afternoon perfectly!