Everywhere we went, we saw toppled trees
and massive exposed roots.
The birds loved hoping in and out of the root balls
and made the most of the situation by hiding in the
dead leaves and branches. Just behind the limbs
in the dark crevices of the rock overhang a mama
Phoebe was making a nest. She and her mate
kept us company while we climbed over this tree.
We walked the creek above Hoffman Falls upstream
to this gorgeous, gentle fall that cascades over rocky
steps. Over eons, the water has carved out a rock bowl,
and it feels like you've stumbled into a secret cove. The
splash of the water echos all around you adding to
the excitement of the discovery. If you have boots on
you can walk to the base of the falls and experience
the bowl sensation with no problem.
You can find some fairly rugged hiking here, and
climbing over the downed trees just adds to the fun.
Here Matty and I are working our way back down
to the falls from the "exposed" side.
Just downstream from the Secret Falls (that's our
name, we don't know if it has a real name) this
huge tree blocks the creek bed. Getting through
and around it is like solving a puzzle. To get an idea
of its size, look closely, and you'll find Matty and me
standing under it in the water near the rock wall.