If you drive as far as you can down the Treemont road, which is about five miles,
you come to some beautiful cascades. Standing on the trail watching the water roll over boulder after boulder is really a sight to see.
But if you make your way down the steep bank,
and walk out onto those rocks, it’s even more breathtaking.
It’s one of my favorite places. You really don’t realize just how big those rocks are
till you get down there and stand on them.
This time, as we were walking back to the car,
Joel took note of a still pool amidst
the rushing water, so we climbed down another steep bank
to get a closer look. The only problem was…
2 thoughts on “What goes down must come back up”
I’m with Nancy!