On The Tundra of Lake Michigan

Frozen Illinois River

It has been about a day since the deep freeze took hold over Chicago with temperatures dropping close to twenty below (if your reading this in Celsius loving Canada let me assure you that twenty below Fahrenheit it is a mind numbing character building type of cold). And if you are reading this in the Caribbean why don’t you go @#$ yourself!

I’m sorry for that outburst. It’s just the cabin fever speaking (or space madness if you prefer). Truth be told, I have always wanted to weather an Arctic winter. And today, after unsuccessfully attempting to talk Henna into walking the few blocks to her friend’s house, I took a stroll around the block. The thing about extreme weather is you have no margin for error. I wore two pairs of socks, a sweater, my serious winter jacket, pajama bottoms under my pants, as well as gloves and a hat. But I forgot the scarf resulting in some serious freezer burn around the beard.

On Hennacornoeliday Eve

No school for Henna and I today and tomorrow. Corey organized from home today and plans on working tomorrow. Corey has not left the house since Saturday (and is none the worse for it). Despite her self-professed hatred of all things cold, Corey, along with Henna would probably do fine in Alaska. The two of them would sleep in, do art project after art project, and watch a lot of movies. There would be a lot of reading going on too. I would enjoy it all for about a day and then run screaming into the coldness, never to be heard from again. To each their own. Noel

Yet Another Post About Starved Rock

Starved Rock PhotoJust an hour and a half west of Chicago is a lodge almost as old (and grand) as Many Glacier. However, unlike the Many Glacier lodge in Montana, Starved Rock Loge is open year round and costs about the same as a Holiday Inn Express. You are also a lot less likely to be eaten by a bear while hiking the trails (and are more likely to spy a bald eagle along with several waterfalls and canyons). You can go for the day, but if you have time spend at least one night at the Lodge for the full effect (like jostling with other visitors for prime fireplace access). Noel

Frozen waterfall at Wildcat Canyon

Frozen waterfall at Wildcat Canyon

Corey and Henna showcasing the patented HCN but descent

Corey and Henna showcasing the patented HCN but descent

By the Illinois River

Bald Eagle at Starved Rock

Our Backstage Pass

It seems just yesterday that we started our little blog. Ah, the summer of 2011; President Obama was in the White House, gas was kind of expensive, and we were about to embark on another epic road trip. We decided to name the blog after our favorite family holiday (Hennacornoelidays, which was known as Cornoelidays prior to 2003) and were inspired in no little part by This aMACEing Life which chronicled another traveling family. Their blog, authored by makeup artist Christina Tracy, detailed the hours spent traveling with husband Mitch, baby, and the powerhouse musical Wicked. They were “fresh pressed” and we, along with hundreds of other people, liked and commented on their site. Stina (as she is known by her fellow artists who make Wicked possible) liked us back and a cyberspace friendship was born. Mace now is a super smart and adorable two and a half year old and we hung out with him and his parents a few days ago for pizza. Mitch talked about how it is time for social media to go the next step and actually connect people in the flesh. We think that would be nice. Stina and Mitch were also gracious to invite us to watch them at work and we took them up on the offer.

Hanging out at the Stage Door

Hanging out at the Stage Door

Here is something you might not know about Wicked. Pretty much everything you see on stage is transported from city to city (even the floor belongs to the company). It takes 19 diesel trucks to make the move. About 70 people travel with the show. This includes three families with kids. Stina and Mitch both work long hours (besides putting on approximately eight shows a week they also attend rehearsals) which means that they are always looking for a new nanny. The beginning and the end in a new town are the worst for Mace as all his toys have to be packed away (along with pots, pans, and other home essentials) before leaving and then do not arrive to Mitch and Stina until a few days after they have settled into new digs. Wicked is not rock and roll. The tour (and them) settle down for a month or two before pulling up stakes. Sometimes they win (like when they played Honolulu for a spell) and sometimes I think maybe they would rather be somewhere else (Appleton, Wisconsin in winter does not sound fun).

Stina and Henna in front of Dr. Dillamond's lesson plan

Stina and Henna in front of Dr. Dillamond’s lesson plan

So on Hennacornoeliday (and yes, Pochachane did play his yearly trick on Henna the night before) we found ourselves undeterred by a freezing drizzle and a flat tire suffered a few blocks from our house. Going old school (we drove the blue truck) we made it downtown just in time to get our tickets and meet Stina at the Stage Door. The belly of the Oriental Theater is a cold subterranean maze which snakes around a series of small dressing rooms and common areas. People everywhere were calmly preparing for their roles (both on and back stage) in between general holiday inquiries and light conversations. The amazingly talented Alison Luff (Elphaba) talked camping and answered our questions while Stina made her green. Stina not only has to make her green, she has to make sure that everyone Alison touches on stage does not also turn green. Plus there is the sweat factor. Stina said that new ensemble members sweat a lot the first week on tour, then not so much afterwards. Sounds like a life lesson to me. Almost as impressive as her deft transformation of normal skin toned Alison into a green creature was her later quick work (under two minutes) changing Boq into the Tin Man.

Henna backstage with the Wizard

Henna backstage with the Wizard

Corey and Henna watched the show way up close. I sat in a small carved out space a few feet from Mitch who worked an impressive looking sound board (he estimates that it is worth about $500,000). The area where I was consisted of about six chairs and a folding table. Sitting next to me was actress Dina Bennett (Midwife, ensemble member, and u/s to Madame Morrible) who was taking the day off. Every once in awhile she leaned over and whispered something clever to me. In a production full of nice, down to earth people, Dina still stood out for being both.

Stina and Mitch (with Glinda's dress in background)

Stina and Mitch (with Glinda’s dress in background)

After the show Mitch explained a little about what he did and this is how I understand it; everything on stage that makes noise (every instrument in the pit, every actor on stage) has a microphone. Mitch turns those microphones on and (just as importantly) turns them off when not in use. So when Glinda and Elhaba speak to each other Mitch is rapidly turning on and off microphones just in the nick of time. He messes up and you won’t hear what they have to say.

Meeting Stina, Mitch, and Mace along with Alisson Luff and Dinna Bennett was aMACEing. It takes a lot of artists to make vision come together and catching a glimpse of them at work was inspirational. I am lucky to work with a lot of incredibly talented teachers, social workers, physical, and occupational therapists. Like Stina and Mitch they make it look easy. I know the truth. It takes a lot of work to be an artist. Noel

Alison Luff backstage (photo by Christina Tracey)

Alison Luff backstage (photo by Christina Tracey)

Special thanks to Christina, Mitch and Mace along with Alison Luff for welcoming us into her dressing room. We are truly grateful.

Wicked

Q Brothers’ Christmas Carol

We saw this after publishing our first ever Hennacornoelidays Holiday Extravaganza and felt kind of bad for not including it. The Q Brothers’ Christmas Carol is a hip hop infused Christmas Carol that is not as corny as it sounds. All three of us loved in and think it is the best seasonal play going on. Tickets are $20 for kids, $35 for adults and it is playing at the Chicago Shakespeare Theater at Navy Pier. With validation parking is $10 and here is a link to the review I wrote for New City. Merry Christmas, a late Happy Hanukah, and a Happy Hennacornoelidays to all! Noel

Photo by Michael Brosilow

Photo by Michael Brosilow

Hennacornoelidays Holiday Extravaganza!

We at Hennacornoelidays are nothing if not about holiday cheer. And in that spirit I present to you our first annual holiday extravaganza highlighting a few of the great family focused shows available for your holiday consumption. Rest assure, everything listed below is Hennacornoeliday approved.

Photo by Amy Boyle

Photo by Amy Boyle

Elf, The Musical at Oriental Theatre (24 W. Randolph)

OK, it’s nowhere near as good as the Will Ferrell comedy. But it’s still pretty good and if you are looking to expose the kiddies to a downtown theater experience (and there are few theaters as pretty as the Oriental Theater) this is the one to go with. The review I did for Splash is here. Only real negative to this show is the cost (at least $80 a ticket).

Nutcracker at Mariott Theatre in Lincolnshire

You will get the most for your buck here as tickets are just $15 (or slightly more than a movie). Henna, Avery (6) and Reagan (3) loved it. You, the parent, will think it pretty swell but probably not swell enough to go without the kids. This was my review of the play.

Photo by Danny Nicholas

Photo by Danny Nicholas

Once Upon A People at Black Ensemble Theater (4450 N. Clark)

I think this musical is pretty awesome. Of the three, this is the most original. The music and dancing is amazing and it even has children from Studio One (a South Side organization that exposes children to the arts) dancing on stage. Click here for the review. Tickets are $30 for kids and $45 for adults.

It’s A Wonderful Life The Radio Play at Oil Lamp Theater (1723 Glenview Road, Glenview) and The Greenhouse Theater Center (2257 N. Lincoln)

We also greatly enjoyed seeing the radio play version of It’s A Wonderful Life. It really is fun watching actors recreate a radio broadcast of the classic movie. Chicago has not one, but two productions of this going on. Either one should be a lot of fun. This is what I wrote at the time.

Remember, Hennacornoeliday is right around the corner! So smile. Noel

Hartwick Pines State Park

Relic from the past

There’s just something about an old growth forest. Not that long ago huge swaths of the North Woods and Michigan held massive trees hundreds of years old. So extensive was their reach that a squirrel might go three hundred miles without ever touching the ground (per some guy I was talking to at the state park). The lumber industry in Michigan was initially limited by river access. If there was no nearby river then it just did not make economic sense to cut down the trees. But then the rail road came (damn socialists!) and suddenly the distance to market seemed to shrink and the number of stumps increased. Lucky for folks living about eighty miles south of the Mackinac Bridge the loggers missed a swath and this area now makes up Hartwick Pines State Park.

Nature Girl among the pines

Nature Girl among the pines

Joining us on the chilly but beautiful day we visited the park were a bunch of bow hunters and a wedding party. The wedding party sprawled from the picnic area (and was warmed by an outdoor fireplace) to the accurately named Chapel in the Woods. I thought about asking them if they needed a minister but Corey begged me not to. Bow hunting season is not quite as perilous as the rifle season, but to be on the safe side we stuck to the trails marked closed to hunting. Besides a majestic grove of multiple century old pines, the state park also has quite a few deciduous trees. Some were flaming red, but most were a more muted yellow. They were simply awesome to walk around and under. There also is an interesting and somewhat understated Logging Museum.

From inside the Chapel

From inside the Chapel

We checked out the campground and found some nice sites there. The folks at the visitor center said the place gets pretty busy in summer (probably in part because Mackinac Island is only about an hour drive and a ferry away). After spending our morning outside it was time to start our drive south. Away from the lake the leaves remained colorful and there were just enough roadside stands to keep our tummies filled and our legs stretched. Somewhere close to home the leaves turned back green. Noel 10/13

Hartwick Pines State Park

Sleeping Bear Dunes in Fall

Along M-22

Along M-22

For some reason I thought that we would be hugging a mostly empty Michigan coast. Turns out we were not the only ones who thought fall would be a pretty nifty time to check out the Sleeping Bear Dunes. In fact, every hotel, motel, cabin, and bed and breakfast was filled. The campgrounds were reportedly empty, but the weather forecast was for colder and wetter skies. So we drove to some of our favorite haunts and put off finding lodging until later. We figured Traverse City, with its many chain hotels, would have something for us. It didn’t and we ended up driving into the night and then settling at a pretty nasty hotel in Greyling (for the record we do not recommend the Super 8 there). The Super 8, by the way, was recommended by a gas station attendant named Corrine. When I told Corrine that my wife’s legal name is Corinne she said she had a cousin with that name. That cousin is reportedly Swedish (as is Corey). So I trusted her on the hotel recommendation and now wonder if she really has a cousin named Corinne. Noel 10/13

Empire Bluffs TrailEmpire Bluffs Trail

Just a little south of Empire is the easy and wonderful Empire Bluffs Trail. Hennacornoelidays recommended!

Just a little south of Empire is the easy and wonderful Empire Bluffs Trail. Hennacornoelidays recommended!

Corey's face says it all about this hotel

Corey’s face says it all about this hotel

Ludington State Park

Sand dunes at Ludington State Park

With dangerously high blood sugar levels we made our way north to Ludington. Several times before we had been to Ludington on the way to somewhere else. Usually we hung out at the cool town park by the water where we once saw a fishing derby going on. Another time, actually our first time there, we changed a diaper and fed Henna a bottle. But amazingly enough we had never made it to Ludington State Park. So when a few days before our trip my friend Christina talked up the state park we made a point to check it out.

Sunset at Ludington State Park

Well Christina, we loved the park for the miles and miles of westward facing beautiful beaches that practically guaranteeing a magical sunset. I know you like to canoe so maybe you and your family loved it for the canoe trails. Or maybe it was the inland land, or the bike trails, or the dune climbing. Whatever your reason for recommending the place, thank you for doing so.

Lesson we did learn; sometimes it actually pays to make reservations. We took one of the last campsites the Thursday we got there and then had to move next door to the nice town campground the next day. The state park actually only offers about a dozen tent only sites and the remaining two hundred or so electric campsites were pretty much on top of one another. So Ludington State Park is beautiful, but I cannot promise you peace and quiet.

Hobos keeping warm by the fire

Hobos keeping warm by the fire

If you do go to Ludington State Park, do check out the Big Sable Point Lighthouse. Standing over one hundred feet tall the place is an easy mile and a half hike. That hike, by the way, is the difference between the place being a crazy overcrowded t-shirt pit and the quaint, easy going destination it actually is. It is as if for every ounce of effort you expend to get somewhere you lose two ounces of hell. Once at the lighthouse you can pay an extra few bucks and walk up the 130+ very tiny triangle stairs. Going up was not too bad. Going down was kind of scary. Henna and Corey opted out after only a dozen or so steps. They missed out on an amazing view. Here is maybe the coolest thing about the lighthouse. If you like giving tours to people, then you can live there rent free for two weeks. This link has all the information http://splka.org/.

Big Sable Point Lighthouse

One cool thing I learned at the lighthouse; the lights illuminating the sky are about the size of a refrigerator bulb. About a dozen of them line a wheel and when one bulb burns out the wheel rotates and the bulb is changed. Once a year the coast guard comes and replaces all the bulbs at once. A few years ago something broke and the lighthouse went several days unlit. Eventually the lighthouse volunteer keepers changed the bulb. Noel 10/13

Fall Trip 2013: Candy and Dunes

Sunset at Ludington State Park

Sunset at Ludington State Park

So we took a couple of days off work and pulled Henna out of school in order to take one Hennacornoelious fall trip. We were going to check out Great Smoky Mountain National Park but the stupid Republicans shut down the government. Don’t feel too bad for us, we’ve been to the park before. But think of all those tourists coming in from overseas (and all that money they were going to spend at local hotels, diners, etc). Will they and their wallets come back to the U.S?

We decided instead to go up the coast then down the spine of Michigan in a sort of irregular, 960 mile circle (think a thought bubble with Northwest Indiana the stem). Saw and learned a lot over the four nights we were gone beginning with the fact that people in Michigan are lazy when it comes to naming streets. “7 Mile Road,” “4 Mile Road,” “10 Mile Road,” and, wait for it, “14 Mile Road” are just not clever street names. Do you remember the Eminem movie “8 Mile Road (which refers to a road in Detroit)?” Maybe that began some sort of weird street naming trend in Michigan?

Fortino's Candy Shop

Where we began was in a candy shop in Grand Haven. My friend Audra let it slip out that her husband’s family owns a candy and liquor store in their hometown of Grand Haven. I imagined a little strip mall shop that tasted Michigan wines. I was wrong on both counts as the shop, Fortinos, appeared almost as the center piece to what is really a cute little harbor town (they also don’t sell Michigan wines). Fortinos has been in business (and a part of the Fortino family) since 1907 (or since about the last time the Cubs won the World Series). As candy shops go this one is pretty awesome with rows and rows of sugar options offered behind glass. Checking out took a while as Corey and Henna kept adding to the bounty. Sugared up we then moved further north to Ludington and summited our first dune of the trip. Noel October 15, 2013

Fortino's Candy Store

Great Travel Books: Road Fever by Tim Cahill

Road Fever by Tim Cahill

Coming at you from 1987, Tim Cahill’s Road Fever is worth waiting over 25 years to read. Starting at the tip of South America, Road Fever takes the reader on a frantic trip up the Pan American highway all the way to Prudhoe Bay, Alaska in under twenty five days (which set a still standing record). Along with professional driver Gary Sowerby, he battles hairpin turns up winding mountain roads (where one unfortunate driver passes them and then passes on via a thousand foot drop) and endless border crossings manned by nervous, heavily armed teenagers who really enjoy pointing their automatic weapons at confused drivers. Just last summer we went on our own road trip, a six thousand mile or so seven week plus cruise. No border hassles, but we did encounter a few bears. I will take that over crossing into Nicaragua any day.

And while we generally avoid the long drives, sometimes we just have to suck it up and spend a day or two driving. It was while on one of those drives that I had an epiphany about travel time. Travel time is a triangulation of regular time, miles spent, and the miles you hope to gain. You do of course age while traveling at top speed through the interstate, but you do so at a slower rate than everything outside your vehicle. At least that’s what I tell myself when I have to ignore my bladder just to steal a few more miles from the day. Noel

Always another road