Once, I hike up to the Falls with my father and sister. We didn't go all the way to the falls, just to a point on the trail where you can see the lower falls plummeting into the trees below.
In high school I made the hike several times with some of my friends. Though we would always go farther up, to the top of the Lower Falls. We would always go in the summer, when the water volume was less and we'd climb to the opposite side and sit on a ledge looking down the Falls. From this vantage point we could see that the Lower Falls were made up mostly of a series of small falls, at least near the top. I always thought that Johnson Falls consisted only of what I now call, the Lower Falls, but last year I took a group of my friends from the City home and discovered there was more to Johnson Falls than I thought.
Wading up through the Middle Falls was more rewarding than I could have imagined. This portion of Johnson Creek is broken by a series of small waterfalls. Most weren't too difficult to navigate, but one was a bit larger and required shimmying up a slippery log, which was not too easy while carrying a camera.
The Upper Falls is smaller than the Lower Falls, but Just as beautiful. The Falls come down through a narrow chasm in the granite rock that makes the mountains on the west side of the valley. My friends and I contemplated trying to go higher, but the only way up was the sleek, moss coverd surface of the rock, worn smooth my centuries of run-off from the snow capped mountains.
I still haven't made it to the top and discovered the origin of the falls, but my hope is that one day I'll be able to.
2 comments:
You're so lucky you were able to hike. I miss it like crazy! If there is a time you're planning to go hiking somewhere, please let me know and maybe I could join you. I need the exercise too! lol :)
I live in ETNA but i have never seen the falls but i heard that during the flood of 1964/65 you could see the falls pretty clearly on S State Route 3 just outside of etna
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