My son and I were in Algonquin Saturday and decided to take a look at the Fox River.
The ten-year old really did not want to go.
He was so certain that it would be a bore.
But, after seeing the roiling water, he changed his mind.
Neighbor Rebbecca Giltner explained that there were strong currents under the water, while warning to stay away from the edge of the river’s bank, that the water was very cold.
“Five cents an hour, Dad,” he bargained.
“Good price,” I said agreeably.
Although I didn’t get a photo of it, my son noticed two mallard ducks landing sideways on the Fox. They were immediately and, we believe, unexpectedly swept downstream.
Another photographer, Laura Stoecker, was at at the corner where we stopped farther south.
I introduced myself and asked where we would see her photos.
She said in the Daily Herald.
I suggested going farther up river.
Our neighborhood guide pointed out how deep the water had been last summer during the third week of August. She said the bench in the picture above had been completely covered. You can see a closer picture of the garage, bench and ducks, here.
Three to four feet higher than the river’s level when we were there.
So, how high was it?
When we looked at the dam, it was hard to tell that it was there.
I’ve never seen the dam the Corps of Engineers built in drier weather, so I’ll have to take my son back so we can make the comparison.
All photos can be enlarged by clicking on them.