I think I will start with some pics from a boat trip I took on the Chain-O-Lakes in Illinois.
It was very very strange. I grew up on Table Rock Lake Missouri which is a very deep rock lined lake with very clear water.
The Chain-O-lakes is a smashed together muddy shallow river looking lake with way to many people on it.
It was also strange cause it seemed like if you didnt have a 200K or more boat you werent allowed on it!
Anyway, it was an experience. We went to a place called Barney Island, which is a bar in the middle of the lake.
They happen to have boat drag racing going on as well at the same time, but I couldnt really see any of that while I was there.

This is what it looks like from the farthest dock, which I was parked on. I dont know what time it was or what my setting were on the camera but it looks like it is getting pretty close to dark. Turned out nice though.
These were all HP5 at 800.

The walk of death. This is how you get to and from your boat in the pitch dark after hours of drinking.
Luckily the water was only like 2 feet deep, but you couldnt tell since it was so muddy.

This is looking out from the “cabin” of the cabin cruiser boat we were on.

The bar’s kitchen on the island. Top notch…if you like chili dogs and nachos.

Another thing I have always enjoyed documenting is strange toilets I come across.
This one being on the Island.
Glad I didn’t eat the chili dogs.

Palm tree in Illinois. I dont even remember now if they were fake. Must have been.

Another of the tree. I really like this one though.

This was the closest I could come to documenting the “type” of people that were there. This pic is very tame to most of what I saw.
It was really strange. I come from southwest Missouri, which lets face it, is primarily made up of rednecks or “hicks” as I like to refer to ourselves.
But since this lake was about an hour outside of Chicago I was surprised to find so many rednecks. Only all of these rednecks had half a million dollar boats and didn’t talk in a souther accent. It was strange.
Didn’t get any pics of the country band that was playing at the bar either.

This is the last from the Island.
I just want to say God Bless America, cause this is a truly special place. Where else can we drive huge boats in the rain to a mud slick island in the middle of a river to watch boat dragracing and drink 8 dollar beers while watching 45+ year old toothless women dance around and hit on 26 year old rednecks with tribal tattoos and no shirts on?
America baby, only in America.

oh and this is Nicole.

And this is Bill. They snuck on the end of the roll somehow.
Is “snuck” a word? The spell check doesn’t like it.
ok later.
thanks for looking