Canoeing on the Fox

The weather this July has been incredible. Except for a couple hot days in early June, we've hardly turned on our AC. We decided to take one of those beautiful days to go canoeing. While Caleb and Noah were with Grandma and Grandpa, we are taking the opportunity for a little "string tying" (or relationship building) with Seth. So on Sunday, we packed up a lunch, fishing poles and Uncle Mark's canoe and headed for the Fox River in Yorkville.

I had not been in a canoe before... or maybe I had and just don't remember, but either way, I discovered it to be very wobbly. And it seems, the more you laugh, the more you wobble. We had a fun time with Daddy doing most of the paddling while Seth and I ate cherries and used the pits as ammunition. We didn't catch any fish, but we didn't have our lines in the water long enough anyhow.

I think I was expecting more of a white-water canoeing trip where we'd have to fight through the rapids to keep the canoe from tipping, but it wasn't quite as exciting as that. In fact, the only thing we really had to fight was keeping the canoe facing downstream. It's really annoying the be facing the direction that you came from. It seems to make the canoe stand still.
We did find a very cool little island where some people were having a cookout and jumping of a high rock. I think it was the only place in the river where you couldn't touch the bottom with your paddle. Maybe we'll bring a lunch and make our way back there someday...