On Monday, we drove to Starved Rock, which I now think is the only thing Illinois has going for it. Just kidding! It is definitely prettier than I knew the Midwest was capable of being, though. Awe-inspiring canyon walls, trickling waterfalls, crunchy leaves underfoot…come on! I think we must have gone on the most perfect day, too, because the trees were in full autumn-color mode, but it was also sunny and warm. Shoutout to Max for taking most of these pictures and for hiking with a fever.