We left Madison and drove two and a half hours. This took us to Central Illinois. Beth got on the Blackberry and found us a nice state park to stop at for the night. Unfortunately, Shabbona State Park only had one empty sight and it was first come first serve. We were 45 minutes out when we called and the lady at the park said come on down and hopefully we would get there first. When we pulled in there was a huge diesel pusher at the check in. I just knew he was there before us. Sure enough, he got the last spot. However when the rangers saw Anna sitting there, they said "we will find you a spot, no problem".
Turns out that there was a handicapped space in each loop and they must be held until 8 p.m.. None of us are handicapped, but thank God for National Disabilities Act. It worked out well for us. What a great site we were given. The entire park was beautiful. Totally wooded, nice semi private sites with clean pit toilets a short walk away. The shower house was also a short walk away.
Turns out a few vintage trailers were there for the weekend. They were on their way to Indiana for a vintage trailer rally. Real nice folks. This is a 1965 Tag-a-long.
Not sure of the make, but they told me it was a 1966.
I was up at sunrise. I let the girls sleep a bit longer and headed down to the lake to enjoy Mother Nature waking up. This was a great campground and it was such a treat to stumble upon it. I highly recommend anyone passing through this region to stop in.
Farmers are turning to some alternative crops in Illinois. This guy has a very healthy field of windmills.
I find these windmills to be very beautiful and enhance the the landscape in a way coal fired power plants could not.
We passed into Indiana and changed over to a blue line highway. Actually it was a thin red line and the choice was perfect. The road was dead flat and as straight as an arrow. Along the way we found this sculptor.
We are now parked in front of my Sister in Law's house for a few days. Anna looks out of place in the midst of suburbia, but maybe the natives visiting will come away with a touch of aluminitis.