This is the last set of photos I have from our Little Zigzag Falls walk… I probably should have pared them down a little more, but the water was so beautiful, and our morning there was so fun and refreshing, that I can’t help hanging on to the memories. (… and foisting them on you, while I’m at it.)
John and Maxwell clambered down toward the bank …
… where John admired the view, but Maxwell was a little bored until he noticed a Log! See how he’s staring up at it? I like to think he’s contemplating how to get up there.
Thankfully, he didn’t try – that would have scared me a little – but he definitely seems to know his physical boundaries.
Speaking of which, he needed a little help getting back up to the path.
After snapping so many (and more) shots of John and Maxwell, I decided a self-portrait was in order also, at least to prove I was there … but it turned out OK, I think.
We then turned back, stopping for the beauty of the river a few more times …
and headed out, under the fallen trees.