Time for another boring travelogue — up the Illinois cornfields, —leaving the Lake Shelbyville Park, Bo Woods Campground, very nice (Corps of Engineers) - and headed toward Chicago. Trip notes-one minute flat as a corncake, and then there are rivers and hills and it is all just beautiful farmsteads, with fields fallow or planted and lots of activity.
The farm implements—big stuff, are selling, the towns are clean and buzzing, lots of help wanted and “now hiring” in technical and mid-heaving midwest industry— see some wind power up, people are conscious of the environment…and there is a small town homeyness— but these are largely people who are getting it. My impression, in reading the little newspapers and talking to the folks like the barber that cut my hair, is that the economy is fine here, could be better—but if you want a job, and are willing to learn, you can have one.
The farm implements—big stuff, are selling, the towns are clean and buzzing, lots of help wanted and “now hiring” in technical and mid-heaving midwest industry— see some wind power up, people are conscious of the environment…and there is a small town homeyness— but these are largely people who are getting it. My impression, in reading the little newspapers and talking to the folks like the barber that cut my hair, is that the economy is fine here, could be better—but if you want a job, and are willing to learn, you can have one.
They are, as an example, in the town north of Shelbyville, short two barbers and do not know where they will get them. Nearst tech school is in Decatur, so someone is going to have to move— BUT- there is money to be made and a practice to be set up.
Yes, there are Burma Shave type signage things where they talk about guns making people safe,
and there is a huge cadre of ignorant white trash, and—closer that I get to Chicago, the more I am seeing the big city taint on the kids and people—hard to put into words, but there is a difference between farm teenagers and city ones.
and there is a huge cadre of ignorant white trash, and—closer that I get to Chicago, the more I am seeing the big city taint on the kids and people—hard to put into words, but there is a difference between farm teenagers and city ones.
Am now at Kankakee River State Park…
huge park, with many different campgrounds along that River. In a primitive one, no water but dry camping is fine, since it is only 3 nights. The park, being on the river, is fully green and lush, and there are plenty of huge hardwoods and blue spruce and I would think that, at winter, in the snow, it is incredibly beautiful.
huge park, with many different campgrounds along that River. In a primitive one, no water but dry camping is fine, since it is only 3 nights. The park, being on the river, is fully green and lush, and there are plenty of huge hardwoods and blue spruce and I would think that, at winter, in the snow, it is incredibly beautiful.
Leaving here on the 6th, up to a State Park, North of Milwaukee, WI, where will but tons of cheese and see an old OLD friend. Leave that camp on or about the 9th, up to US Highway 2, and out across Wisconsin, Minnesota and North Dakota. Pictures as they com along
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