After spending a weekend in our creekboats last week, MPG and I were ready to get back in our playboats and hit some waves.  A local favorite spot was running at a good level so we decided to head up for the day.  MPG pulled into Chicago to see a little snow on the ground and blue skys.  After a quick stop at my place, we loaded up and hit the road.  The further north we got, the more snow was coming down(or going sideways).  Not only were the weather conditions for paddling questionable, but it didn’t take long into our trip where the weather was now questionable for safe driving. 

Arriving at the parking lot for the Root River, we anxiously got down to the bottom only to realize the snow down here was much deeper then we anticipated.  This wasn’t the first “Oh, shit.” moments we’ve ever had on a river trip so we did what any respected, or disrespected paddler would do…we put on the river. 

Not only was the river at a beautiful level where just about every feature was in, but the scenery was beautiful.  For those not familar with the Root River, below a dam are several perfect features.  Standing waves are at attention with every drop of the riverbed.  Our first run was a blast and we quickly forgot about our stuck car. 

On our way back up to the top of the run, we decided we should try to turn the car around and were successfull up to 100°.  Now, the only thing left to do was paddle!  After another great run (about another hour), we figured it would be best to work our way out of the parking lot. 

While I changed, MPG  went shovel/plow hunting.  As quickly as he disappeared into the storm, he emerged victorious.  We worked hard to to shovel a runway for us to bust out.  After about 2-3 hours, our hero Tom and his dad, came to our aid.  Armed with shovels, sand, and man power, we were out in about 45 minutes. 

While most people were huddled in their houses, we had a very memorable park and play experience and I’d do it again….just choose a better parking spot.

Red Baron