When we came to this path it reminded me of Patrick's post about paths and I thought to myself "gee Steve you really need to get a life outside the blog world" ha ha! Seriously it can be surprising how the blog world can touch the real world for me now. This path was just begging us to follow, like opening a good book and wondering what is to come with the next page, it certainly did not disappoint.
Water falls, I love the sound and sight of water pouring over the rocks, makes me feel almost like a kid again. To throw in a stick and watch it flow down, there is also a feeling of freedom with a water fall, as if the river has suddenly escaped it's banks and is making a mad dash to get away.
Don't look down! The river is angry and is attacking the rocks, they fight back and the roars of their clashing drones in your ears, time will let the river win as the rocks wear down from fighting through the years.
The main water falls on the river, it is too bad the camera can't capture the power, sound and mist coming from it. You can feel it in your chest, one of natures perfect scenes.
Back on the path to see where it will take us, the next page to our little adventure.
A pic of some cute guy (depends on your taste) that was walking that day. ;)
Okay its just me.
More fast flowing water, we sat for a minute listening to the water flowing over the rocks, has a bit of a calming nature to it.
The sun was trying to come out on the trail. Every time I went to take a picture the wind would stop, I wanted it to blow because it made for an almost perfect shot with all the leaves falling but I gave up trying.
Some cute guy playing in the water like a big kid, the kind of guy I could really fall for and did. Yeah that's my babe.
Ouch "fall for" most of you will see the possible bad pun in there considering what happened at the end of this hike.
There was a deck that let you go out over the falls to have a closer look. The shots off the deck though did not turn out as the white water was almost too bright and I did not adjust my camera. I did not realize this until I got home and saw the results.
What is a hike without some fall colours. With the clouds above the lighting sucked so the leaves do not show up that well.
From a distance, where the falls and rough water ends to flow into a rocky river.
Everyone is an artist these days, everyone is an earth child. Someone left behind this little reminder of their visit here.
The rock formations here are very interesting, the rock below is heaving up and exposing itself in the layers it was formed out of many moons ago. Some places I could not get a shot but it looked like someone had built walls under the water, yet it was all natural.
A bridge to somewhere, almost like a sore thumb sticking out, I want to tell it "go away, you don't belong here, your going to spoil everything".
Leaves hanging over the water, I call this piece, "leaves hanging over water" ;) Hahaha!
The river calms down, regains it's composure and flows onward, what is around the river bend is a chapter of this book I will not read. It is getting late so we decide to head back, unlike the river we are not free of time and restraints, so we will just use the memory of it to help us feel free.