I can tell that Paul Douglas Forest Preserve is extra into the preservation thing because they only made one f*cking entrance to the whole damn area and if you miss it, that's it. You have to drive around the perimeter of the preserve for another 15 minutes, the whole time saying, 'yep, we definitely should have turned back there', until you come back to the one, singular entrance.
On the other hand, that out-of-the-way drive around the PDFP led us past a factory across the street that had a bunch of pallets laying out in their parking lot that we later went back to steal in hopes of finally putting some of the crafty sh*t I pinned on Pinterest to good use, but then realized as we got up close that the pallets were actually industrial sized and wouldn't fit in our car so we left them... oh, and they may have had a 'property of' stamp and phone number on them, but I'm not governed by stamps so I'm still thinking of snooping around in there again.
Anyway, when we finally found the stupid entrance (on Algonquin, west of Roselle. NOT the first right as your GPS would lead you to believe, but the second one with the big ole sign) I was excited to poke around the landscape as the whole one entrance thing has me convinced there's some type of government testing here, and based on Occam's razor, I'm gonna have to go with aliens. We'd come over the weekend to take in a low-impact sunset hike while the weather was still fairly warm. We discovered that the most established path is a paved loop around the perimeter, and largely meant for cyclists. We probably would have gone for the walk or jog, but since we'd already wasted 15 minutes of daylight driving around the park and seeing all the outskirts had to offer the first time we missed the entrance, we opted to explore on your own sans paved path.
There was an odd structure off in the distance that I wanted to explore but there were no direct paths that we could see and the prairie area is so thick and there's a mucky kind of hidden swampy area making it almost impossible to get through without prior Navy Seal training. So we set back to to hit up the suggested adventure trail that did already have some sort of path laid out. On the way over to said path, we found ourselves sole-deep in a cornucopia of corks. Proabably around 10,000 wine bottle corks were spread across this one area. No bottles, just a shit ton of little corks all over an overgrowth area that looks like at one time it may have been an extended part of the parking lot. Mystery! Why were they there? Who put them there? Charles Shaw? I had a feeling Trader Joe was behind this... but why? Can't wait to pick up where this investigation left off on my next visit.
Also, the highlight of this particular Adventure Time episode with Candice and Mark (besides the unidentified structure off in the distance that may or may not have been a secret ropes course or tool to communicate with the aliens) was this big piece of hair poop on the group. It was like a lion fur ball or dried up alien placenta- the jury's still out, but I did upload a pic as evidence.
The actual walking paths into the preserve are just old car tracks from someone who had clearly not driven through in a while based on the rampant sticker balls and thorn-y sticks that kept trying to attack my knees. There's dog poop along the path and it's a bit too bumpy to make a running path without twisting your ankle, but if you use your imagination, you can pretend like you're just over the hill in Jurassic Park where the brachiosaurusesesesesees (that's how you make that plural, right?) roam.
Overall, it wasn't the most thrilling forest preserve in the area, but there were less people (as long as you avoid the bike path area) and if you use your imagination there's lots of fun to be had and land to be explored... plus I really want to know what deal with those corks and that alien structure is so you know I'm coming back. read more