Every time I go to Thiensville, I puzzle over the fact that it is a one-square-mile incorporated village within the town of Mequon. I Googled that. Thiensville is older. John Thien bought land and founded a village here in 1842. The territorial government established Mequon, completely surrounding the village in 1846. Thiensville was incorporated as a village in 1910.
We took the car to the dealer for an oil change and wheel alignment at 9:30 and started our walk. The car dealer is just across the street from the little bridge over Pigeon Creek that we normally cross on our walks here.
And, here is Pigeon Creek. It spills into the Milwaukee River just beyond the far bridge, which is Greenbay Road.
There is a pottery shop on the far side of the bridge. This sculpture creation is next to the walkway. I rather like it.
The opposite side of the walkway is lined with these flowers.
These flowers are growing along what I believe to be the millrace for and old saw mill. The race is very long, so there could have been several mills of different kinds along it.
There is a small pond with a fountain (I suppose to keep the water cleaner) next to a footbridge across the millrace. These flowers are next to the bridge.
Here is the bridge that takes us to the banks of the Milwaukee River.
We saw these people carrying their kayaks around the dam as we walked up the path.
This is the old dam. I must be about six or eight feet high. For some scale, there is a man fishing on the structure at the far end.
Here is the thing I’ve never seen before for today. It’s a water fountain for filling your water bottle. That is the only picture I took in the park itself today.
The next picture is when we were leaving the park, this bridge goes over the millrace next to the dam.
There were a number of people on the little river bank, several of them were fishing.
Some of the flowers along the path are quite tall.
I asked my scale model, Andy, to stand next to some especially tall ones.
Here is the path as we were heading back to town, next to the pottery shop parking lot.
I had not noticed this large rooster sculpture next to the creek when we walked by the first time.
The car was ready when we got back to the car dealer at noon. We had covered the requisite five miles.