Waterfall Walk

Uncle E took us hiking at Robert H. Treman State Park.
Mom snapped this backlit Mayapple while DH and I were attempting to tie K into her Ellaroo as a backpack carry.  I wound up wearing her forward as usual.  She kicks me these days, but I just can’t get her securely comfortable in a backpack tie.
The rocks in the gorge had eroded in right angle patterns. We kept wondering that it was natural.
Sometimes the erosion seemed comical.
Somehow this photo doesn’t look as scary as the view itself.  When we turned the corner on the path, it looked like the drop of doom, something out of Indian Jones.  We actually got to walk down beside the falls.


I saw red columbine growing right out of the rocks.  But it was too fine and delicate looking to show up in these photos.  Funny, anything that can grow out of a rock face isn’t really delicate!