Really full now after that appetizer feast, we cruised back upriver into the no wake zone and tied up by the IL-120 bridge at the Foxhole Tap and Pizzeria. It is located in the basement of an old hotel, the Riverside, dating back to 1868 and has two slips for boaters. There was a guy fishing with two poles and playing tunes on his boom box.
This is not your fancy place, but word has it they have outstanding pizza (although I've never had it). The special today, Wednesday, was $2 Miller bottles. Sure beats $3.25 for a pint. Very friendly bartenders. During the week, the Foxhole doesn't open until 4 PM.
Every Wednesday night, starting at 7 PM, local favorite Jim Seig puts on his fun and rollicking show.
It was getting quite cool on the way back and then we really had a problem getting the mooring cover on. Those buttons between the cover and boat just wouldn't reach. The cool weather evidently had shrunk it.
The Foxhole was the 36th different place on the Chain we've been to this season, in just 34 days on our boat, and 35 days out all together (one day on a friend's boat).
All in All, a Great Day of Boating. --RoadDog
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