We were hiking to High Falls on the Salmon River. Most of the muddy spots and deep ravines had bridges with planks or logs:
And the forest was exquisitely beautiful:
Foamflowers were blooming everywhere:
Clover and Daphne were having a grand time exploring:
And running and playing. Notice Fergus in full gallop:
"Sheesh, Dad. Can't you walk any faster?:"
I began to hear the formerly placid Salmon River through the trees. It was beginning to pick up speed and getting louder as we proceeded toward the falls:
Daphne and Seamus posed for a photo:
This tiny (notice the ant) ferny moss was beautiful:
The dogs seemed to sense a mounting excitement as the roar of the river increased, so much so that I had to keep calling them back to prevent them running ahead:
As for me, I was still learning to use my braces and walking slower than I used to. The dogs would just have to wait for me to catch up:
We arrived at a site where the Salmon River roared around an island:
And then began plunging down a flume. This is where I began to worry about the dogs (not to mention myself). A fall into the water here would carry one down the flume and over the falls. We were almost there. I'll post Part 3 tomorrow:
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