The roaring waters were as impressive as ever so we walked over once again to enjoy the view:
Someone had been camping there and I'm sure it was a great place to sleep and have a campfire:
But it was time for us to leave, so I called the dogs and we started walking back up the trail toward our car:
The forest was as cool and lovely as ever, and the dogs were just as happy about it as ever:
They'd slowed down a bit by this time, though, which made it more enjoyable for me. We got to stroll leisurely through the forest:
Jack kept trying to run ahead, but he always came running back when I called him:
And then I saw this amazing mushroom with a pure white center. I thought it looked like a bowl of cereal, mostly eaten with a lot of milk still in the bowl and rolled oats stuck to the rim. I always seem to think mushrooms look like some kind of food:
We took a brief side trip into the Balsam forest:
Clover and Jack led the way:
Old Seamus seemed a little confused, and I made a mental note to keep close tabs on him lest he wander and get lost:
We hit the main trail and walked slowly back to the car. It had been a wonderful, brief adventure:
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