July 13, 2010

July 13, 2010

After spending a week with each of our parents it is time to hit the road again. We don’t make it too far. We stop just over the border at Indiana Dunes National Lakeshore. The National Park owns a patchwork of swampland and lakeshore along twenty miles of Lake Michigan. In between are dotted large steel mills and houses. Indiana Dunes State Park was our first choice but we find their campground books up months in advance. That is probably because it is accessible from Chicago’s South Shore commuter rail line. We fall back to the National Park campground a mile from the lake. After getting a spot, we drive down to the beach and find the one and only spot we can squeeze the RV into. I sit in the sand and have a beer to unwind after fighting Chicago traffic. We then take a stroll along the dune-lined beach. It is far from the prettiest we have walked and near the water, the sand is replaced with gravel that is hard on my tender toes, but it has one big advantage over those beautiful white sand Florida beaches. No ugly Tarballs washing ashore!