Yesterday while the weather was dry, we went to explore the Green River, taking the short but steep and hidden trail, down into the gorge.
The river beckoned through the trees,
and we stopped to enjoy its beautiful color and turbulent flowing water.
And then I noticed the American flag flying from the boulders in the middle, and found it odd, don’t you?
After our stop, we headed back and intersected another trail that led us to a cliff, with the best views of the waterfalls on the other side.
Notice the stairs over the falls. Does it seem odd to you? It might have to me if I hadn’t seen them before.
In fact, I took those rickety stairs down to the bottom of the gorge, one summer day a couple years ago.
The views below were fabulous,
and we saw young people swimming under the falls. (Look closely and you may see them.)
We didn’t swim, but we did walk on the smooth boulders, enjoying the peace and tranquility of the river.
A friend of mine told me she jumped off that very cliff where I stood yesterday, into the river, back in the lazy summer days of her youth.
Perhaps braver than I would have been, but I’ll never really know. I’m not going to start now.
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