The Invisible Falls
It’s good to be back outdoors. Not that we were ever indoors, but as a family. Outdoors.
We were those parents on Friday, after Parent Teacher Conferences….Which of course Junior is a “Delight”. Did you expect any less…. We signed Junior out of school early. Gasp! Missing a school assembly. Double gasp! But oh well. He’s our kid and we wanted him. He was thrilled.
So we packed up and headed for the falls.
It was cold, and wet, and the sun sets extremely early. Ranger even joked about wanting to get stranded out in the dark all night and have a true survival situation. But i’m pretty sure he’s not joking, he’d be thrilled. That is until reality hit and the boys would be whining and crying and hungry and wet and cold and then i’m pretty sure he’d take back his wish.
The falls are hidden. So hidden that you can’t see them.
We climbed up to a peak with a drop off on both side. Tipy toed and peered over as much as we could, but the fear of falling made us retreat. Back down the peak, around the trees, down a steep hill. Invisible i tell you, the falls are invisible.
Maybe we could sneak up on them from the bottom. We could hear the rushing water only a waterfall makes echoing through the rock canyon. But once at the bottom there was a cliff wall and a creek.
Onward up the creek!
Except it’s 41F degrees. The sun is setting and the whining has started.
We quickly log a plan to return in the summer. To trek up the icy creek then, to possibly get a glimpse at that time. But for that day we retreat…
Back up the hill, around the trees, through the moss and cattails. Reaching our warm car and headed home where Chili and Cornbread was waiting.