When we reached the waterfalls, the hike was more than worth it (in the hike’s defense, the way down wasn’t bad- the way up, as you’ll see, wasn’t such a piece of cake).
When we turned to look at it, the cold spray of the waterfall blew gently across our backs, and I felt quite like an Elf in Rivendell or Lothlorien or Ellesmera or any other magical land where no gap exists between life and nature.
Frank offered to take pictures of this couple, and they subsequently offered us the use of their car if we ever need it. The number one lesson I continue to learn as I travel: genuinely nice people are genuinely nice everywhere.
This family came in, and this girl was the most adorable (and loud, but when I have a kid, I’m not going to encourage them to stifle their Waterfall Wonder, so I wasn’t so perturbed after reminding myself of that). I love this next picture. It’s hard to capture the scale of nature sometimes, but I think this comes close.