It’s reasonable to say I’m a wee bit A.D.D. I’m easily distracted by the sights around me, and in trying to capture them, my phone is always chock full of pictures. This weekend I took a short road trip to visit a close friend and as is typical of me, I couldn’t travel from Point A to Point B without stopping multiple times with an occasional “U-turn” or two to take pictures. I’m calling this segment “Roadside Tourist” because that’s what I look like most of the time, so, yes, I’m the crazy lady standing alongside the road trying to get a picture as you whiz by me. We don’t really need to talk about how the very sweet officer driving a “Sheriff” car stopped and asked if I was okay.
The new highway which runs from Logansport to Lafayette was cut straight through farmland
On my way home today, I decided to turn down a small street off a curve on 25 in Logansport which I have driven at least 100 times (I attended Purdue University for 4 years) but it never occurred to me to check it out before because it’s not marked in any special way, just looks like a small road or alley running parallel to the river behind a local gift store. As it turned out, the small road led to a parking lot which began the “Logansport 10th Street Dam” river walk – a 1.5 mile walk along the Eel River. The Eel River ends its journey from Fort Wayne to drain into the Wabash River in Logansport.
I should never underestimate my travels around Indiana, but I often do and this was a sweet treat on an otherwise gloomy drive home. The juxtapostion of old industrial buildings against the sounds and beauty of the Eel River created a feel of “authentic Indiana”. So often, river walkways are “beautified” for pedestrians, but in this case, other than the paved walkway and a couple benches along the way, it was a “what you see is what you get” type of area.
I got off the walkway and made my way down through a lightly wooded area to the river.The river was running low which exposed rock formations making it simple to walk out quite far. The sounds of the river flowing over the dam were immensely peaceful. There wasn’t another person in sight. A few ducks were diving down for their evening meal and enjoying the warmer weather for this time of year. It was such an interesting unexpected hike, to be down by the river, looking at the industrial buildings on one side but to look down at my feet and see soft beach sand, shells, and deer tracts was really remarkable.
As if this little hike wasn’t unexpectedly marvelous enough, I spotted a Blue Heron, my favorite of all birds, standing right in the rushing falls of the dam. I sat on the rock formations listening to the water a long while and watched the heron waiting patiently to grab it’s dinner, and finally, when I started walking back to my car I couldn’t stop yawning – it was that relaxing. Check out the video below and you’ll see what I mean.
Thank you, Rochester, Fulton, Logansport, and Battle Ground, Indiana for all my “Roadside Tourism” this weekend! XoXo