Places That Must Be Seen
May 15, 2004
There I was early Saturday morning, about
to finally see the spot that was number one on my list of
Places That Must Be Seen, and I found myself saying it's not
supposed to be like this - I'm supposed to be having fun. But
that's what happens when the only two hours of sleep you get is
in the tiny back seat of an extended cab pickup, then you hike
almost three miles in wet shoes with a heavy camera backpack
tugging at your shoulders.
The Twin Falls of Devils Fork lived up to
their giant reputation and exceeded my expectations, and for a
while I forgot how tired I was. Several times a particular
sight would just stop me in my tracks, and I would say out loud
how awesome it was, I guess because I had to say it and there
was no else around to say it to.
Near the end of the hike back to Hill
Cemetery, I again questioned the sanity of pushing myself so
darn hard. But I brightened up when I considered how big an
accomplishment it was to have placed myself and the camera at
the falls at just the right time and under just the right
conditions for taking pictures. It was no accident that I was
there after a big rain, with the forecast calling for overcast
skies, and it early enough for a good chance of having the
falls all to myself.
