
My grandparents are here visiting from California along with a friend of theirs (and ours) from New Jersey. We met Carol 17 years ago when our family was on a tour of the United States. She then lived on Long Island and was our cheerful New York City tour guide.
We decided to show her a bit of local beauty. Yes,
Lyns, this place really does exists. About 25 miles from my house, in fact. Sadly, I don't remember visiting this particular place before (though I practically spent my childhood in
this magical spot). We will certainly be making our way back to
McDowell Creek Falls more often in the future!
We started out at the lower falls (picture above) for a picnic, then walked a short distance for this view:


This pathway headed to the top of the falls pictured above. I was wishing I had spent more time working on my aerobic stamina the past few months. Superman Uncle Ben offered to pack 36 pound Leif on his back. (Russ was working.) I pretended to argue. But not for very long.

We headed up. And up. And up.

Superman Uncle Ben decided to rest for a few minutes overlooking the falls at the top.

No rest for the wicked. The trail goes on.

I think I was singing Ben's praises about now.

This gives you just a tiny idea of how crazy my little sister is. There was nothing, and I mean nothing, under the end of that log for a
looooong ways. She's an off-the-trail, no-fear kind of girl. My older sister was watching her older kids climb up a large log off the trail. It was steep. Holly said she'd rather climb down it. Shannon and Ben wished they had their bikes so they could
ride down it.
Hmmm.


We finally made it to the base of the upper falls. Did I mention that I was
soooo glad Ben was carrying Leif?
Some of the crew are taking a
covered bridges tour today. I am so jealous! Someday I'll have to take the drive and share pictures with you.