posted on 2015-11-14, 15:44authored byStephen Bourke
For most the heart of the city of Chicago is the
loop district, the central business district where
by all the different city transit lines meet in a
loop fifteen foot above one’s head.
For me it is a place much more detached from, yet
completely surrounded by the city, the confluence,
the point at which the three branches of the river
meet. With my back against the ten to fifteen foot
corrugated steel river wall, bobbing gently in my
kayak, the essence of an extraordinarily vibrant
city can be felt. From here, the three branches of
the river meet like an upside down letter Y placed
out in front of you and flattened. Behind me I can
hear the great Metra on its final approach into
the city’s ‘Union Station’ as it completes its
journey from the far outer reaches of the greater
Chicago area. On my right, the bare aluminium
skin of the red-line, transit train is glistening
in the sun as it crosses the ‘Lake Street Bridge’
over the southern branch of the river. From that
bridge panning left toward the direction of the
bow of my kayak is the main stem of this great
river. Throughout the day a parade of endless
water taxis, tour boats and recreational boats,
head towards this confluence of river branches and
either go south, under ‘Lake Street’ bridge to my
right, or north towards my left under what Chicagoans
would call ‘Viagra’ bridge, the name being
a touch of humour towards its current state in a
permanent upright position. Its monumental state
is paying tribute toward the industrial age of
Chicago where the train was of vital importance to
its prosperity, the bridge being the last physical
piece of evidence of a past infrastructure.
All of this added to the sound of cars in rush
hour traffic is a vibrancy of transport infrastructure
any city would thrive upon. Although,
completely forgetting the canyons of glass and
steel towering left and right of the river, adding
a whole other layer of fabric to a feeling of
wonder and awe just bobbing in the water.