When I saw Lonesome Creek on a map I knew I had to explore it. With a name like that, it had to be good, right? Two hours of hard slogging up a steep-sided, boulder-piled ravine showed that it was good, but not great, and I had almost turned around a half dozen times, but kept going to see what was beyond the next boulder pile. What if I was stopping a hundred yards short of something wonderful?
But finally after I had gone far beyond where I needed to turn around to get back to the car before dark, I had had enough and was about to head back, when through the trees up ahead and to the right I saw for about the tenth time what seemed to be a bluff. Only this time it turned out not to be a trick of light and wishful thinking, but a beautiful sandstone bluff with a twenty-five or thirty foot double waterfall tumbling over it.
Very nice Randy. I like your comp and especially like the light on the leaves. Looks like you were rewarded for your efforts. I for one am glad your instinct kept you going!
Randy sounds like a very tough and frustrating bushwack, been there. You found a very nice waterfall though. Great job in blocking the white sky with the leaves. I bet it's really a nice one with alot more water coming down.
Posted by Randy Wilson on May 27, 2008 at 12:04 PM
Thanks, Gale and all. Yes, I was hoping that after Sunday's rains there would be a good flow through the falls on Monday when I went back there, but as you can see, the flow was just ok. Maybe next time!
Definitely worth the trip, Randy - glad you found what you were looking for. I'll bet it's really flowing today! Unfortunately, it seems like all the good weather happens just when everybody heads back to work
Thanks, Tom and Dominic. Tom, I used to be allergic to poison ivy when I was a kid, but it doesn't seem to bother me any more, and I don't pay any particular attention to it. Now if I were only immune to ticks, I'd be all set.
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9 repliesBut finally after I had gone far beyond where I needed to turn around to get back to the car before dark, I had had enough and was about to head back, when through the trees up ahead and to the right I saw for about the tenth time what seemed to be a bluff. Only this time it turned out not to be a trick of light and wishful thinking, but a beautiful sandstone bluff with a twenty-five or thirty foot double waterfall tumbling over it.