The river had just flooded a day before we came and the people were trying to get things back to normal. I wish I'd taken a picture of a balcony that was standing somewhat askew because the ice had hit the poles with such force that it had left it in quite a mess. The old phrase "Don't mess with Mother Nature" becomes very clear when you see the ice chunks on the Des Moines River.
This is the Des Moines River. The Saints crossed near here on their way west. It doesn't seem like much but the ice was about 8-10 inches thick and some of these chunks floating down river were 8 feet long, and 5 or 6 feet wide.
Notice how the ice chunks are just thrown up on the bank. Some of them are thrown by the force of the river 15 to 20 feet and there are some that were 15 feet across. While we were watching, one chunk caught on the other chunks and was thrown into the air, but of course, we didn't have our cameras poised to take the pictures, but it was amazing to watch.