Basford Falls, Part 2

This is part 2 of my exploration of Basford Falls on the Grasse River (see yesterday's post for part 1). My dogs ran and played and acted as if they saw no danger whatsoever in the crashing, roaring waters. I did see danger, though not so much that I put them on leashes. I confess that I did holler occasionally when they veered too near and too recklessly to the rapids:

But a great deal of the fun in exploring such wild places, for both people and dogs, is the freedom to go where one pleases and look as closely as one desires. Little Clover did just that:

And Fergus took a sip of clean, cool water from a quiet spot in the Grasse River:

Daphne continued to run up and down the rocks, obviously having a great time. I suppose that some day she'll slow down with age and I'll recall her frenetic youth with fondness:

Seamus has already slowed down, but he still enjoys an outing such as this. And Daphne held still long enough for me to snap a picture:

Seamus, noble companion and intrepid explorer of wild rivers:

We finally left the river behind us and began retracing our steps back to the trail head:

And the forest was beautiful as well as the river:

We walked uphill on our way back to where I'd parked the car on Tooley Pond Road:

That was fun, Dad. Can we do it again?:

We climbed higher up out of the river valley and I was already planning our next short hike:

As we neared the parked car, I was already preparing to visit the other waterfall we'd missed last March - Copper Rocks Falls. But I'll post about that tomorrow: