McGregor IA to Blanding Landing IL
October 5, 2011
We were up early – Jane walked around all the campground
roads at 7 AM – so peaceful.
Our Campsite at Pikes Peak
We did not
realize how close we were to the bluff overlooking the river so we hiked that
way before leaving the park. There were some Indian mounds near the bluff and
there were also some really great views. We were able to see where the
Wisconsin River comes into the Mississippi. Fog hanging over some of the river
was an interesting view.
Mississippi from Pikes Peak
We left the park thinking we could retrace the detour back to
McGregor – no such luck. The road we had come on last night was now
CLOSED! We went the opposite way because
there was no choice. A few miles down the road we stopped where we saw two
farmers harvesting soybeans. One of the guys came over quickly as he must have
been having lots of lost souls come by his farm! He wanted to know if we could drive on a
gravel road? Ben said yes so he gave us
the shortest way back to McGregor.
According to what the farmer said everyone was angry with the
road contractor. They have had the contract all summer and are just now getting
the work done. Children can’t get to school and folks can’t get to work. He was angry because he had rented a combine
for his harvesting and now can’t get it returned. The people never know from one day to the
next which roads will be closed! The route must have been 15 miles and it was crooked and if
I had not known where I was I would have believed east TN not eastern Iowa.
Iowa is supposed to be flat! Beautiful
trip but it was only 3 miles to the park from McGregor according to the sign in
the town.
Ben gets directions
Our detour
We found the post office to
mail Dan’s post cards and were on our way a few miles north to Effigy Mounds
National Monument. At the National Monument we watched an interesting film with
about 60 4th or 5th graders and looked around their
museum. The shortest hike to see the Effigy (resembling animal shapes) Mounds
was 2 hours and it was half uphill. Jane’s back is feeling much better but not
up to uphill hikes yet. We passed this by and headed on down the GRR. We
took our own detour so we could avoid the road closure that
prevented us getting to the park last night. The GRR was what was closed for
some unknown reason.
In Guttenberg we stopped Lock at # 10 and were lucky enough to
arrive just as a tow (this is the combination of barges and the tug boat or
pusher that is guiding them up or down the river) was going through the
lock. The 15 barges and tug is too many for the lock. They put as many barges in the lock – raise the
water level and then open the doors and they are pulled out by a cable and
wench. Then they wait while the same thing happens all over again for the
remaining barges and tug or pusher. The
lock here raises or lowers the water level 9 feet. At each of the locks that are placed
strategically along the river they locks change approximately 8 feet. There was a beautiful park along the river in
Guttenburg and we parked and enjoyed lunch on the riverbank. Fantastic weather in
the 70’s.
Barges in lock, Tug outside waiting with 2 more barges
We continued on down the GRR which primarily ran along the
crest of the bluffs – maybe a mile or two back with very neat and prosperous
looking farms along the way. Everyone in a while we would drive down to river
level for a small town and then back up to the bluffs. There were some
beautiful views to but photos could not do the landscapes of fields of brown
corn interspersed with green cover crops justice.
The GRR ran us right into down town Dubuque IA – the first
large city since Minneapolis-St Paul.
There were old buildings and then beautiful new hotels and casinos. Many
of the homes are up on a much higher level than the city center. Mr. Brit took
us to the Mississippi River Museum and Aquarium where we planned to learn lots
about the river and we hoped the GRR…nothing about the GRR. We did enjoy
information and displays on the fish and wildlife of the river, about the barge
traffic, about the steamboats and paddle wheelers of the past.
Jane visits with Mark Twain at Museum
Ben tries his hand at Driving a tow
About 4PM we decided to head to the Corp of Engineer Park –
Blandings Landing near Hanover IL. Supposedly 23 miles from the Aquarium. It
was supposedly right on the river near lock 12 and had everything we had to
have – showers, flush toilets, and electricity.
We did fine getting to Galena – stopped at a grocery and picked up chicken and
some salads for a picnic supper as Jane did not want to cook and we were going
to be 8-10 miles from a town. We drove
and drove – finally got down to a one lane paved road….Ben said – think I want
to go back to Galena and get gas if we are going out into this remote an
area! So back we went to Galena – bought
gas and retraced our way to the one lane road…we went about 2 miles further
than we had gone the first time and what did a sign say – ROAD CLOSED – no
not again! We continued on a ways until
the road was no longer paved, had trees down on both sides and was barely wide
enough for one car with NO shoulder and water not too far away. We turned
around and went back a few miles. We later discovered the damage was from the spring flooding.
Now the unique thing we saw here along a one lane road near
the Mississippi was the bottom of a ski slope with 3 lifts. The slopes were
approximately 250-300 feet to the top as we could see the top where a lodge was
located. Certainly not something we had expected to see! Later Jane read it was Chestnut Mountain Ski
Resort.
Chestnut Mountain
When we got back to the last
intersection Mr. Brit tried another road – this one had signs to Blandings
Landings! Progress! We drove on about 7 more miles to find the
campground. There are two camping units here. It is on the banks of the
Mississippi. Jane caught a photo of the sunset just as we drove in at
6:30.
We had been on an adventure to
find this place for 2 ½ hours! It is
certainly peacefu with one exception.. It is now 9:30 and we have had 8 trains pass by on tracks
not very far to our east. They always
blow their whistles so it may be a LONG night.
There are bright lights on the locks and dam that are quite pretty at
night. Things do not always go as
planned and I guess that is part of the fun of this trip. (note next day - Ben says there were at least 24 trains while we were there but neither of us were kept awake by the trains all night so there were probably many more).
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