Thursday, July 5, 2012

Chicago's Most Northern Beaches: Juneway Terrace, Rogers Ave, Howard Beach Park, Fargo Beach, Jarvis Beach

    When I was in kindergarten, there was a talent show at my elementary school. The older students sang, played musical instruments, and tap-danced, and even as a kindergartner, I remember thinking “Wow, these people really aren’t good at their talents.” But how could anybody criticize them? They were just kids, passionately performing some art-form that they were only recently introduced to. You knew that half of them were only in the show because their parents made them do it. So even though, judging by the unimpressed expressions of my fellow 5-year-olds, there was a consensus that this was the least-talented talent show ever, we gently applauded each performer and never (until now) acknowledged their incompetence.

    Criticizing the beaches of North Rogers Park feels a little bit like criticizing those talentless elementary students. There’s really not much to praise, but it seems unfairly harsh to compare these tiny neighborhood shores to the more developed beaches to the south. But we’re gonna do it anyway.

    The northernmost beach in Chicago is Juneway Terrace, right at the curve on Sheridan Road where Chicago becomes Evanston. And this beach was…nice? Like, there were pretty views of lakeside condos? Both Juneway Terrace Beach and Rogers Avenue Beach, which are only separated by about three condo buildings, are rocky beaches. Katie, ever the optimist, suggested that they’re “great if you’re looking to do a rock-painting project!” We spotted one woman laying out, but she had to have been extremely uncomfortable to be on a bed of hard, protruding stones. And as if the rocky terrain weren’t enough to dissuade from swimming, each beach features a decomposing pier. There’s nothing like wading in an area that features sharp, wooden daggers with the ability to stab you if you dare kick or are pulled in the wrong direction.

    On a positive note, each beach is amphitheater-style, which really immerses you into the setting. The effect magnifies the sound of gentle waves and makes you forget about the busy city traffic only a block away. There are tennis courts and flat grassy areas, great for doing yoga or letting your dog take a crap. (We saw both.)

    A bit further south is Howard Beach Park. It is almost exactly like Juneway Terrace and Rogers Beach, with the advantage of slightly sandier terrain and most excitingly, a playground! Mothers were able to supervise their little ones on the slides while also keeping an eye on their more capable swimmers wading in the shallow water. If you’re in the area with kids, this beach is your best bet, but it still lacks any of the perks to truly make it a destination beach.

    As Katie and I exited this beach, we were stopped by a man walking a labradoodle for looking slightly out of place. (Note: these beaches are the only ones where wearing bathing suits and holding towels will make you look out of place.) “If you’re looking for a better, sandier beach,” he lulled, “go to Jarvis Beach.” And then he snapped and his dog turned into fairy and they both flew away. Okay no not really, but I did appreciate his Gandalf-like guidance, and am thankful that this Labradoodle Man gave me something I could build to in this blog post. Jarvis Beach…Katie and I now had a mission to head to this exalted land, this beach of…sand and water…which up until 30 minutes ago we didn’t realize was actually something we’d have to search for.

    Anyway, we continued heading south and stumbled upon Fargo Beach. This beach reassures that there is absolutely nothing positive that can ever be associated with the word “Fargo.” In fact, it wouldn’t surprise me if at night, people brought wood-chippers to this beach to pulverize dead bodies. The first thing we noticed was a massive dead fish floating belly-up along the shore. Charming. Shortly after, a group of (totally unsupervised) little girls started screaming as the dead fish washed ashore. Convinced that the fish was attacking them, they refused Katie’s and my explanations that the fish had clearly been dead for days. When we couldn’t provide a dramatic enough reason for the fish’s death, the girls decided the most logical conclusion is that it was attacked (but not eaten) by a shark. Just as they finished their scientific deduction, some dude came along to get a closer look at the white, eyeless, rotting corpse of a fish. “Could be dinner!” he said. With a lit joint in one hand, he used his other to TOUCH THE FISH AND FLIP IT OVER just to ensure what was plainly obvious, that this fish is definitely rotten and full of moldy holes. Then he looked at Katie and me. “Why didn’t you girls put your towels down and lay out?” he asked. Slightly freaked with the realization that this man had been watching and waiting for us to do so, Katie muttered something about how we’re just passing through. “Oh. Well. I’m Tyrone,” he responded. And that, ladies and gentlemen, is Fargo Beach.

    After this blip, Katie and I were more ready than ever to see Jarvis Beach, the much-anticipated place that the magical Labradoodle Man told us about. We had been through our trials, and Katie and I were ready for our Emerald City, our Promised Land, our Wally World. We trudged through the sands, much like Reese Witherspoon in the Kalahari Desert in A Far Off Place, and then twenty feet later we found it. Jarvis Beach. Our eyes scanned the shore, from the breakers to the pier, and behold, we saw…a modestly sized beach with sand and an apathetic lifeguard. I mean I guess this beach is fine, and there were definitely more people here than at any of the others, but it really is just a plot of sand surrounded by some average-looking condo buildings.

    Bottom line, if you’re in the area, your best bet is Jarvis Beach (or if you have multiple little kids in tow, Howard Beach). If you’re not in the area, don’t bother making the trip.
That’s it for now. Thoughts? Questions? Have any of you made the trip to Rogers Park beaches and you have a story to share? How much do you love A Far Off Place? Till next time, be kind and wear sunscreen!





Location: 7432-7800 N.
Parking: Limited street parking
Atmosphere: Dull, or quiet (depending on perspective)
Food/Restrooms:  None

Overall Grade: 

                    Juneway Terrace & Rogers Ave: C; Howard Beach Park: C+; Fargo Beach: D; Jarvis: B-

2 comments:

  1. Well, I've spent plenty o' time in Rogers Park, but admittedly have never stepped foot on any of its beaches. Probably never will, though I am glad to hear that Howard Beach was not a total bust as I always thought it looked like a bit of a happy place -- the playground with the beach in the background. Running into a pack of unsupervised young girls at the beach would be enough to kick me into parent/teacher/professional worrier mode and would likely ruin my day. That and the dead, moldy fish. Great intro to this post!

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    1. Totally worrier mode. Both of us here at Angry Beaches are teachers and I think it just comes with the territory!

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