I came upon this mystery while walking the
trail that runs alongside The Illinois and Michigan
Canal through Lemont. Of course, there's no indication what its purpose was. I first thought
that it might be a base for a crain or some sort of lifting device, but considering it's distance from the canal that seems unlikely.
Possibly the floor of an office shack? There's
no indication of any steps, only four heavy
duty threaded rods coming out of the top, three of which are folded over. The lower
levels are seperate blocks, the upper is one
huge slab. How and why was this done? A
section of the I & M Canal has been named
a National Historic Landmark.
State Street, That Grate Street
True street art in the Loop.
On a day like today we pass the time away
writing love letters in the sand.
North Avenue Beach.
Well, at least dating back to the building of the
I&M Canal through Lemont. This can be found
on Lemont's Heritage Trail along the canal.
Another one of those sites that has you wondering...what are the four crumbling pillars and what purpose did they serve on that small mound?
Interesting, but we'd like something a little
more modern and a little less creepy.
This is the Hiram B. Scutt mansion on North
Broadway Street in Joliet. Said to be ripe
with paranormal activity, it has at least four
deaths associated with it.
It is listed on the National Registry of Historic Places.
A Joyous Thanksgiving Table
Let the festivities begin.
Stone and Steel
"Architecture starts when you carefully put two bricks together. There it begins."
Ludwig Mies van der Rohe
You can get an idea of the height of the waves, and this was the morning after the great winds of October 30, 2012.
It was a long uncomfortable walk back to my car at 9:00 am, and an even longer ride home soaked through and through.
Taken at North Avenue Beach.
A Day At The Beach
I've wondered if the Oak Street / North Avenue
stretch is the most populated beachfront in
the country, bringing in more people than the
Jersey Shore or Malibu. It sure seems like it
at times. This day was the exception. I saw only a few foolhardy souls, me being one. At any moment that person could have been pulled into the lake.