To the Vermilion

A slight bit off the beaten path of Matthiessen State Park, lies this canyon leading to the Vermilion River. We attempted to hike to the river, but were not prepared to wade through the freezing water (and of course, did not want to wander off into unauthorized areas). The water level was a bit higher than normal, covering the trail a bit too much for winter weather. Looking closely at some of the trees near the stream, we could see evidence of much higher water levels not too long ago. Ice still clung to the trunks of the trees at the height of the previous freeze - about four feet higher than the level in this photo. More evidence of high water was seen elsewhere in the canyon, where a small wooden foot bridge was moved a couple of hundred meters away from its usual spot.

 The light in the canyon always interests me, but especially in winter. Such warm earth tones on the sunlit rock walls, in contrast to the cold ice and snow, combined with the shaded side that appears only in gray tones. Hiking and photographing the canyons gave us the impression it was much later in the day due to the shade of the steep canyon walls, even though our journey ended before lunch.

Dual Waterfalls

Exploring the canyon just beyond Cedar Point, we came upon two waterfalls which are familiar to us. A bit off the beaten path of Matthiessen Park, these waterfalls generally freeze up to create ice caves, and this process is beginning.

Only a few meters apart, both waterfalls can be viewed, explored, and photographed at once. We were between cold spells, so this particular morning was relatively warm - in the mid twenties, so while some water was freezing, the insides of the caves were still very liquid, and water poured in from all around.



While we couldn't explore all the way inside the caves, we did manage to get in to view the ice formations up close.

With the recent below zero weather, these falls should produce solid walls of ice very soon - and we'll head back.

Through the Cottonwoods

Walking along the rim of the old quarry on a very cold afternoon, we spotted some old, and very large cottonwood trees.  We've been to this location numerous times, and never tire of the view through the trees.

The trees are on either side of a small creek that only runs during wet times, and their V formation seems to frame several interesting objects in the distance.  The quarry lake itself, now a popular place for fishing in summer and winter; a pile of cut stone left over from quarrying days; the steel bridge over the canal; and St. James of Sag Bridge church (seen on the hill in the distance).

I was surprised that we were the only people around the lake on this morning, and judging by the lack of footprints in the snow, for at least a day or two.  This lake is one of around 20 lakes in the Cook County Forest Preserve District that allow ice fishing, but I guess the ice just wasn't thick enough for any fishermen - which is surprising, since I've seen people on this lake in early December some years.

The Flocked Forest

A wet snow fell overnight, then temperatures dropped into the single digits, freezing the snow on every branch of the trees at Waterfall Glen.  Some of the snow turned to ice, and shimmered in the light of the setting sun.

This was the beginning of our hike to the waterfall- an easy 1/4 mile or so, made all the more enjoyable by our surroundings. It's days like this I don't even notice the cold.

The waterfall is at the lowest part of the area, and was almost absent of snow on the trees, probably protected by the trees growing above the ridge. While the light and amount of snow near the falls were not as significant as I hoped, the walk to and from was inspiring.

Winter at Waterfall Glen

Following a wet snowfall, temperatures in northern Illinois dropped to single digits; winter is here at last. The cold air made for a brisk hike to the waterfall, but the cold isn't even noticed until the walk back to the car, after the photos are taken.

If the temperatures stay below freezing for a bit longer, these falls will freeze up for the most part, creating interesting ice sculptures with water running beneath. Difficult to capture at this time of day, the ice covered branches of the trees shimmered in the sunlight. We were a bit late in the day for the sun to bathe this low-lying area, but our walk to the falls was beautiful.

Waterfall Glen is a popular destination for hiking, biking, and dog walking, and even on this cold day, the trails were covered in footprints. We encountered quite a few people as well - a stark contrast to our earlier stop at the now flooded Sag Quarries, where we were the first people to disturb the day-old snow.

South Haven Snowfall

A relatively early snowfall in southwest Michigan arrived before Thanksgiving, reducing visibility considerably.  Not a blizzard, yet heavy snowfall at times, but the accumulation wasn't as much as expected.



Still, the snow managed to convert the town of South Haven into a winter postcard. The weather seemed to keep most shoppers away from the downtown area, as the streets seemed empty.

Winds were absent, making the walk through the snowy downtown streets enjoyable, and a future look into the fast approaching Christmas shopping season.



Surprisingly, not too many visitors bothered to walk on the beach or near the lighthouse.  In the past two years,  bad weather attracted spectators to the lighthouses of the Great Lakes, but for now, people remained in their warm homes.

Translucent Waters

Photographing distant subjects in high winds isn't always easy. Even when mounted on a tripod, the camera can move slightly, and in this case, sand and water are constantly blowing on the camera. Add shooting into the sun to the equation, and things get interesting.

Compensating for all of the above, and attempting to keep the shutter fast to capture splashes, I played around a bit to silhouette the lighthouse against the yellow sky. No splashes here, but doing so brings out the rich color of the sunset instead of washing it out and turning it white.  At this moment, the low angled sun only reached the tips of the breaking waves. The foamy water was highlighted by the sun, and in some places, the light came through the water, giving the waves a translucent quality.

Several times while I stood on the beach, waves reached my position, in two cases, I was standing in water almost to my knees, and up to the tops of my boots. Not the first time I've gotten wet here.  A few years ago I was splashed by a breaking wave, soaked from head to toe in 20 degree Fahrenheit temperatures. I did manage to keep the camera dry.

Washing Over

Waves pushed by 40 plus mile per hour winds wash over the pier at South Haven, Michigan, on a stormy November afternoon.

Relatively common to the area, high waves collide with the lighthouse and pier creating dramatic splashes that can exceed 70 feet in height. While not a record storm, this storm brought winds and waves for a few days in a row, pushing the waters of Lake Michigan into the Black River, where water overflowed the banks and poured onto the nearby picnic area.



Visitors needed to stay back, not only to keep dry, but also to keep from being knocked over and possibly washed into the cold, churning lake.

Always fickle, some days, Lake Michigan is as still as a pond, yet storms often turn the body of water into a dangerous but beautiful monster.

Lighthouses at Sunset

Following several days of wind and waves, a great deal of which were overcast, the sun peeked out through a break in the clouds near the horizon, just before sunset. The low angle of the sun washed the lake and lighthouses with an intense amber light - it was, in fact, the golden hour.  Generally perfect for photography, but in this case, I was not taking advantage of the light in the normal sense. When I turned my back to the sun, the shore was brilliantly lighted by the golden hour. The colors were in perfect contrast to the dark sky, but I focused on the lighthouse and the lake, photographing into the golden light.

This has many disadvantages including lens flare, silhouetting the subject, and overexposure of the sky -all of which I dealt with as I metered the scene. However, the main advantage of this direction was the illumination of the sprays of water cast up by the waves. The water captured the golden light as it was cast into the air, even the small sprays on top of the breaking waves were golden.

The low, amber light may have softened the scene, but it intensified the power of the waves.

November Wind Storm at South Haven

Lake Michigan's fury continued up the shore for yet another day. At South Haven, Michigan, the piers and lighthouse were battered by high winds sending 20 foot waves over seawalls, and up the Black River. Washing over the seawall, the waves crashed onto the picnic area, flooding the sidewalk with several inches of water, creating a temporary stream of runoff cutting its way toward the beach.
With weather such as this, one would expect an empty beach, yet kite surfers rode the waves, and people lined the parking area to witness the pounding waves. Only a few weeks away from freezing temperatures, when these splashes turn the lighthouses into 40 foot ice sculptures.

Illuminated Splash

Following an afternoon of roof repair due to the strong winds in the region, I made it to Lake Michigan just before sunset. Winds in the area were gusting to 30 miles per hour, creating waves on Lake Michigan exceeding 20 feet.  These waves pound the pier and lighthouses along the shore, creating dazzling splashes that often exceed the height of the 35 foot tall outer lighthouse.

In winter, these splashes freeze to the surfaces of the pier and lighthouse, covering them in thick ice.

On this afternoon, the sun appeared a few minutes before sunset, casting an intense, low angled light onto the lighthouses. This light illuminated the splash producing a beautiful pink-orange spray of water. The waves often reached as far up the beach as the dunes, it was a good thing I decided to wear boots, because more than once, knee-high waves reached the area I was standing.

Here's a quick sequence of images I captured from the shore. It gives an idea of the waves and splashes that pound the pier.



While these waves and splashes were not the largest I've captured over the years, this was one of the most interesting as far as color.

From the Bluff

The Kankakee River over time has cut through and eroded solid rock on its journey from St. Joseph, County, Indiana to the Illinois River. There are some areas where this rock is still prominent along the bank of the river. Outcroppings and small canyons are common in the Kankakee River State Park, and they're interesting to explore.

This bluff is a popular place to relax and view the waters rushing by; it's beautiful in winter too, when ice is carried by the river, and fog rolls onto the bank.


Stairs and railings lead up to an observation deck, but this rocky area just a few yards away is more natural and provides a better view.

Colorful Kankakee River

The low waters for the Kankakee River reveal moss covered rocks and colorful leaves on the river bed. The afternoon sun highlights the changing leaves still on the trees along the bank, and the rock outcroppings carved by the river over thousands of years. Kankakee River State Park near Bourbonnais, Illinois offers many interesting views of the Kankakee River and the canyons of Rock Creek, a small stream that flows into the river within the park. While rock climbing is not allowed, it's sure tempting, but there are many areas designated to view the formations from almost all vantage points. Interesting in all seasons, the park is open year-round.

Fall on the Prairie

Late afternoon at Goose Lake State Prairie, and the signs of Autumn are everywhere. What was once lush green tallgrass, sprinkled with wildflowers, is now brown and mangled, ready for the changes and cleansing of Winter.

At 2,500 acres, Goose Lake Prairie is the largest prairie remnant in Illinois. A great portion of "The Prairie State" once looked much like this.  Early settlers drained the 1,000 acre Goose Lake in this spot, and removed the clay for pottery and brick making. Coal mining took place in the 1800's, and much of the surface land was scoured.

Today, the prairie appears much as it did before the settlers - minus the lake - with a mound of soil from mining times that offers the highest vantage point in the park.

St. John Cantius Parish

Completed in 1898, the "Polish Cathedral" style church is a remarkable example of sacred Baroque Architecture. A thriving parish today, the church draws thousands to worship each week. Masses are celebrated in both the Ordinary Form, as well as the Extraordinary Form, in English and Latin.



St. John Cantius offers the daily Holy Sacrifice of Mass in the Extraordinary Form, often called the Tridentine Latin Mass.



On this All Souls Day, the parish offered a Pontifical Latin High Mass including the Mozart Requiem, sung by the choir with orchestral accompaniment. No microphones were used for the Latin Prayers, some said at a whisper, adding a mystery to the service, but really, this is the time for the congregation to meditate on the former parts of the Mass.





The 2 hour and 15 minute Mass was filled with tradition not regularly seen in Catholic Churches today, such as kneeling at the Communion Rail for the Eucharist, and the use of patens by the altar servers to catch any particles of the Host that may drop.



St. John Cantius is located in Chicago, just one mile west of the famous Chicago Water Tower, and the Magnificent Mile.

Colorful Reflections

A peaceful walk on the Hennepin Canal towpath is enhanced by the low, late afternoon sun, and the colorful leaves of Autumn. Located a couple of miles outside of Wyanett, Illinois, Lock 20 was the location of a lock tender's home.  This lock tender served Lock 20 and 21, which are both in very close proximity to one another.

Today, the house is vacant, and in ruins. If you believe in such things,  it is also said to be haunted, or at least some supernatural events have been experienced by locals.

The Hennepin Canal runs from the Illinois River to the Mississippi River, thus linking Chicago to the Mississippi, and ultimately to the Gulf of Mexico. Completed in 1907, it was the first major American canal made with concrete, and due to the success of railroads, it was obsolete the moment it was built.

Autumn Afternoon

The Princeton, Illinois covered bridge on a warm, sunny autumn afternoon. The changing leaves provided the perfect backdrop to the historic structure.  Built in 1863 over Bureau Creek, the 149 foot long bridge remains open to vehicular traffic.



A small park is located at the foot of the bridge, allowing visitors, to use the area for picnicking, playing, photography, and fishing. A narrow path gives access to the creek for exploring. Kids love skipping rocks, fishing, and catching frogs under the old, wooden structure.

Heading Up

The 3.4 mile Long Lake Trail is one of three trails at the Indiana Dunes National Lakeshore's West Beach. The loop begins with an ascent up a sandy dune, and follows the dune ridge through the rather dense woods first bordering the beach, then overlooking the grass of the Great Marsh.

The second half of the loop follows the foot of the dunes past Long Lake, and through the grassy, flat areas filled with prickly pear cactus, and pitcher's thistle.  You might even spot a few six lined racerunner lizards in the summer months.

This trail is one of the few places at West Beach one can still hike up a sandy dune - something that is becoming increasingly rare at the Indiana Dunes National Lakeshore (all in the name of erotion prevention). It seems to me that blocking off the paths through the dunes does very little execpt create more erosion due to ignorant visitors walking around the signs and fences. Instead of one path, many more are created, and in the process, more and more plants are trampled adding to the problem.

If the traditional paths are left open to those who have walked them for decades, as well as new hikers, not only will visitors enjoy them, new, destructive paths won't become a problem.

Instead, visitors can admire the dunes from the asphalt parking areas, and tell their grandchildren storys of how they once walked on top of the dune.

Lake Willowmere

Autumn color reflected in the still waters of Lake Willowmere, inside Chicago's Graceland Cemetery. A picturesque and calm final resting place for many of Chicago's famous people.  A walk through the cemetery yields familiar names such as Louis Sullivan, Marshall Field, George Pullman, McCormick, Kimball, Newberry, and Goodman.

Reflected in the lake, stands the tomb of Potter Palmer, the businessman responsible for most of the development of Chicago's State Street.

The 119 acre Graceland Cemetery, once stood two miles outside Chicago's boundary. Now surrounded by the city, and only a stone's throw from Wrigley Field, the cemetery is open for the public to view the magnificent memorials to Chicago's rich and famous.

On a Clear Day....

...You can see Chicago.  From atop the tallest sand dune of West Beach, Chicago is 28 miles across the lake; easily seen on a clear, crisp day.  This morning was the coldest in six months, yet the cold air or high winds didn't keep us from hiking the progression trail, taking us from the beach to the top of the wooded dunes, where the urban skyline became a backdrop to the natural environment around us.

We were greeted by a cold wind as we approached the top of the dune, reminding us of the winter ahead, and how most of our trips to the beach for the next few months will require plenty of warm clothes and a bit of determination to get to our destination.