I was looking for open water when I took these images. Some will grumble that winter is dragging on too long. But there still is a mystery to it.
Underneath that smooth surface of a river is a torrential current that is still flowing. Soon, we will hear the noises, the cracking and crunching of the ice as the river begins to open up. These scenes come from Wausau’s northeast side where the river, the railroad, Horseshoe Spring, and North 6th Street seem to come together. It is where two of Wausau’s most unique and somewhat exclusive neighborhoods of Forest Park and Riverview come together. Both, like the rest of the city, are shaped by the Wisconsin as it makes its journey down to the Mississippi. From Brokaw to Big Bull Falls, the river slows a little and the journey ponders each moment.
The boat landing at Forester Park longs for the spring when it will be open to anglers as they get ready to go after the walleyes that populate the once polluted waters of the Wisconsin. It is clean again, and the dream of warm summer days on the river is going to be real again.
The river front takes a person away from the hubbub that makes up city life. Can we say that a river flows through it? Yes we can.