Day 2

Hononegah Forest Preserve-An Island in the Rock River, Rockford
The highlight of any visit to Rockford, other than the portage point downtown, is a visit to Uncle Nick's.   Karl dined on a combo (with Mr. Pibb, of course) and his digestive system lived to tell the tale.  Huge houses with big windows and no people marked the journey upstream of Rockford, with the tables turning to empty factories dotting the shore through the city.  Last night was warm and dry, although there was a bit of hail as Karl set up the tent.  The day was bookended by a barred owl in the morning and a nice step into Nico's poop in the afternoon.  Ah, wildlife.  In lieu of human contact, Karl's brain has already began speaking to him with the voice of his Hulk Hogan toothbrush.  Things should be ok as long as the conversation remains one way.
 
Today's coordinates: 42 14.477 n 89 06.446 w