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A man was swept over 410 ft. high Feather Falls this past weekend. He slipped on the slick rocks above the falls and bye-bye. It is sad of course, but sometimes I just don’t understand why people do things like this. Why was he even close to the raging water?

Here are a couple links to the story:
http://www.redding.com/news/2012/apr/23/search-and-rescue-unable-find-body-chico-man-swept

http://www.therepublic.com/view/story/51f98261ce7a41de80d11be14366efa3/CA–Waterfall-Death/

It is interesting to note though that some of the news articles I read about this incident used the very often cited and very incorrect height of 640 ft. for Feather Falls, but other news sites used the correct figure of 410 ft., which was my measurement. Feather Falls has often been touted as the 6th highest waterfall in the U.S., and at a height of 640 ft. I do not know where this number came from but it is certainly very wrong. It was myself who first determined that the correct height of the waterfall was 410 ft. This height has been confirmed now by one other group as well. So it is nice to know that some news sites did the proper research and were using my measurement (and the correct one) for this tragic news story. This is one reason why measuring waterfall heights is important.

By the way, the photo here is obviously not Feather Falls. It is Federal Falls, which is a very precise and very small 11 ft. high.

This weekend I took a trip up to Downieville to check out some new and old waterfalls. My first stop here was Pauley Falls. You may recognize this one, as it is the header waterfall I have in my blog. But as you can see, the flow was a lot more than when I was here previously in winter. Clearly, there was no way I could get right in the middle of the creek to take photos like I did when I was here the last time. I settled for just a quick shot from the side of the creek this time, as I did not want to spend much time here. I also did not feel like getting my feet into that cold snow melting creek. So what do you think? Should I change my header over to this new shot?

After stopping at Pauley Falls, I headed up to Federal Falls, which is another waterfall on this same creek but further upstream. It is a bit smaller than Pauley and not as nice a waterfall, but I will probably share that photo next.

My third destination ended up being a killer hike to try to find another new waterfall, but unfortunately I struck out. I scrambled up a mountain through poison oak to try to get to Humbug Creek Falls. I went further than I went last time, and came pretty close to the falls, but could not quite get there. I’m not sure if I could have gotten any further or not, but I was out of time and out of gas (literally). I needed to get home or my wife was going to be mad at me for being late (I was late anyway, and yes, she was not happy about it). The hike back took a lot longer as well, as the scramble back up the mountain was killer, and I was totally spent. When I got back to the car, my muscles were spasming, and I was incredibly hungry, but I had no food with me. I had to wait until I got to the small town of North San Juan, where I could pick up some food. I did get to a pretty interesting spot down in that canyon, with a good view up close of Little Humbug Creek Falls (which was roaring incredibly strong), but I am not sure about getting to that other waterfall down there, and I am just not sure if I will ever get back down there since the hike was so difficult.

As I biked down Fallen Leaf Lake Road I came upon this scene as the almost full moon was setting behind Mt. Tallac with a stellar reflection in the lake. Well, it was not a waterfall so I did not stop. Yeah, right. I could not not stop and take a shot of this glorious scene. The little bit of clouds coloring just prior to sunrise also added to the beautiful scene.

This was a semi half planned shot, actually. I knew the moon would be setting behind the mountains at sunrise, and I was thinking of shooting it as I hiked up to Glen Alpine Falls, but I was thinking of shooting from a different location, not behind Tallac. The scene at Tallac did not occur to me beforehand, though it should have because it is a much more magnificent scene then the one I had in mind. Well, it was a gorgeous morning indeed.

This week is looking pretty good. By the end of it, we could have 4 or 5 feet of snow in Tahoe, and double that in northern California maybe. About time, I say.

But four feet of snow is nowhere near enough. As I drove up to Tahoe on Saturday, looking for some snow to play in, I did not find very much. At Kyburz, where that huge snow measuring stick is that goes up to 12 feet high (you know what I mean, if you have driven by it), it was measuring a big whopping zero. I essentially did not see any snow until 6500 ft. elevation. I was initially hoping to find a nice snowy waterfall, and I was beginning to wonder if I would find any snow at the falls at all.

Upper Glen Alpine Falls was my destination. I was here in the winter a couple seasons ago, and it was completely buried in the snow and could not be seen at all. I was pretty sure that would not be the case this time around. The road on Fallen Leaf Road is gated two miles in during the winter, so that means you have to hike the remaining three miles along the road, and then it is an additional mile to the falls. I did not want to hike that three miles, so I brought my bike along, which would make that section go by very quickly. My calculations showed that the sun would be hitting the falls very early, around 7AM (30 minutes after sunrise), so I tried to arrive very early. It was still dark, but it was 15 minutes later than I wanted to be. I packed everything onto my bike as quickly as possible and set off down the road. I purposely left my snowshoes in the car, as I did not think they would be necessary with so little snow. It was 20 degrees outside, but I was warm and toasty in the brand new winter jacket (and much needed) I just bought on sale at REI.

Along the road, I noticed that the almost full moon was setting beside Mt. Tallac with a beautiful reflection in Fallen Leaf Lake. Well, I just had to stop to take a picture of that! (and I will share that photo soon). That took another 15 minutes, and it was now almost sunrise. I would have very little time to play with but I figured I could still get to the waterfall in time. At the end of the road, I locked up my bike to a tree, changed into my winter boots, and set off up the path. There was a beaten track through the snow from other people all the way to the Desolation Wilderness trailhead (the spot where you would drive to in the summer), so the going was very easy. But at the trailhead, the tracks stopped there. No one had gone any further up the trail, so I had to beat my own path. It was only a half mile to the falls from here, and should be easy because there was not much snow, right? Well, it started off easily enough, but as I got further in, the snow got deeper. It was now 3 to 4 feet deep in places, and softer as well, not hard packed. Maybe I should have brought my snow shoes after all! Indeed I should have, but I just trudged through the snow, more slowly now, but I kept going steadily enough. It was not very far to the falls.

As I approached the waterfall, I could see the sun was already on it. It was only 7AM, but I was already too late. But God does provide! I made my way down to the bottom of the falls, and as I did so, clouds rolled over in front of the sun. I now had plenty of time to photograph the waterfall. Thank you Lord! It was an awesome morning at Upper Glen Alpine Falls. The snow around the waterfall was really nice, and it was flowing a lot more than it was when I was here in the Fall. That is because all that snow we received last week is already melting. I took my time, enjoyed the view of the waterfall, then hiked back down to photograph the lower falls. The bike ride back to the car was much more tiring, as it is more uphill; I am sure out of biking shape. I was quite tired by the time I got back to the car. Time to go get some breakfast in Tahoe. Phew.

The first big rains of the season came this weekend. It was enough rain to get the waterfalls rolling again. Unfortunately, it is not looking very good for the long term, as the long range forecast is showing more dry weather for the next couple weeks. Just when I thought things were finally turning around, now we are going back to square one again, perhaps.

Well, you know me. When it rains, it is time for me to get out waterfallin. The problem right now is my badly sprained ankle, which was the only thing preventing me from getting out hiking. The solution: Go to a roadside waterfall of course. I needed something extremely easy to go to, so Devil’s Falls was the ticket for me this weekend.

I arrived at Devil’s Falls first thing Sunday morning. It was not raining, though more was expected later in the morning. The waterfall was flowing ok, not amazingly great, but it was just about exactly as I expected it to be flowing. So that was good. In order to photograph the waterfall, though, I soon realized that I needed to cross the creek for the best composition. Hmm, with my ankle as it was, I was definitely hoping to avoid this. But there was no way around it, so I took off my hiking shoes and donned my water shoes, putting the shoe over my ankle brace, and I carefully, and doubly carefully, crossed the creek, not wanting to make any sort of slippage on the rocks. I made it over without incident, and setup my tripod in the stream and took my photos.

I tried something a little different with this shot. The dilemma with photographing a shot like this is to try to get everything in the frame in perfect focus. Usually, your foreground (the rocks) is either going to be out of focus or your background will be slightly out of focus (the waterfall). Normally I use something called hyperfocal distance to get the best focused image possible, but it is not a perfect method. This time I tried a different approach. I took two shots, one focused on the foreground, the second focused on the background, and then combined the two in Photoshop. This way, everything is in sharp focus. It worked, and I was really quite pleased with the result. This would not work in all situations, but I think I will be doing this more often in the future.

After Devil’s Falls, I debated long and hard about going down to Shirttail Falls. I really really wanted to. But it is not such an easy one to get to. It is a very steep descent down to the creek, and it looked quite slippery with the wet ground. Though it is not hard to do with two working ankles, it is not so easy or smart with only one. In the end I took the smart option, and instead drove into McDonalds in Colfax to get breakfast and a coffee, before going to church to repent of my sin of going waterfallin’ with only one working ankle. Or was it to repent of going to “Devils” Falls on a Sunday? Something like that. I was quite happy, though, when I got back home. Thinking I would be in a lot of pain after going out in the morning, instead the ankle is doing much much better; going to a waterfall seemed to even help it! I might even be ready to go out hiking next weekend.