EXPLORE

Social media is lighting up this week (literally) with images of the FireFalls – aka Horsetail Falls – in Yosemite National Park. Rightly so, I suppose. It is an amazing natural phenomenon that only occurs for a short time every February, and not every year depending on weather conditions and water flow. This year, however, is a special year, all the conditions have been perfect for the FireFalls. But will you see a FireFalls photo from the Waterfall Madman? No! I say no again!

It is not that it is an uninteresting or crappy waterfall to see. Hardly. Two things I will say: Every single image of Horsetail Falls that I have seen (of the thousands that I have seen) is essentially exactly the same. Some are technically much better than others no doubt, depending on the skill of the photographer, but basically every image is the same. I’m not saying that is a bad thing, necessarily. Do you want your own token shot of Horsetail Falls? I would myself, except for one other thing: All the hundreds of photographers that go there every night in February to see it and photograph it. I hate crowds and I have literally no desire to go duel tripods with hundreds of others lining up at the exact same spot to photograph something in the fleeting moments of sunset. Even go take a look on my website of my photo of Bridalveil Falls from Tunnel View. If you look closely you will see it is indeed *not* at Tunnel View, it is at a different spot. That night, while hundreds of photographers were lined up at Tunnel View, I was at a different spot with one other photographer only. The viewpoint is only slightly different than Tunnel View, and I had a much more pleasant time than all those other photographers battling for a prime shooting spot (and no broken bones from fighting them).

So last weekend while all those hundreds of photographers were lined up at Yosemite for the FireFalls freak show, I was out exploring brand new waterfalls on a new creek, which I had all to myself, no other person within miles of me (literally), and the only living thing that came close to me was a river otter (and some birds, and some squirrels, and perhaps some other small microscopic creatures). I guarantee you I had a much better time that day than I would have had at Yosemite. So get out and explore. There is so much to see. If going with the crowds is your thing, then great, there is nothing wrong with that. But if you’re like me and prefer to be alone in the wilderness, then I say Yahoo, let’s go for it. There are so many awesome places to see in God’s creation, and this is just one of them:

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SEEING RED

I’ve been trying to get to a certain waterfall for some time now. I still can’t get it right. I thought for sure it would be flowing from all the warm weather we’ve had this week. Yet once again I found it to be just a trickle. Ugh, what to do now?

I tried a different nearby waterfall that I’ve put off exploring until now. And for good reason, it’s not really much of a falls. It’s also way too much trouble to get to.

It is a tough climb up the mountain (which just happens to be named after the best ski hill in the world – Red Mountain). Once I got up near the falls I found a lot of heavy thick brush. I had to crawl my way through it with a steep drop off below me, and over to the creek. To get over to the bottom of the cascade I then had to cross over one branch of the creek. The rocks in the creek were extremely icy and treacherous and there were more dropoffs below. Well I got to the bottom of the cascade without any broken bones, but I did manage to scratch up my leg enough on that crazy brush to make it bleed – I suppose that is appropriate for Red Mountain. The falls is 26 ft high. There is another tier right below it but I could not get down from here. I had to go back across the treacherous creek, then back through that brush and back down stream. From there I could cross the creek but I was too much below the falls, so I had to climb up the bank on the other side where I found a lot of icy snow. It was soft enough and deep enough that I was breaking through it, so basically I had to crawl up the icy snow bank on my hands and knees to the waterfall (going back down on my butt was much more fun however). Unfortunately there was not much of a view of the lower tier anyway. All that effort and it was not much of a reward. Ah well. It was fun to explore.

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MIDDLE FALLS

This was my favorite of the falls on this awesome little creek. A beautiful 42 ft slide. It was definitely tricky getting down to it and I needed to use my rope to be safe but it’s an amazing little spot. While I was down there my bear spray accidentally discharged again. Ugh. That stuff is awful. Fortunately it only got on my jacket. It’s the second time that has happened. I gotta be more careful with that. 

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WATERFALLS UP THE YING YANG

 

Waterfalls, waterfalls, so many waterfalls. I found so many waterfalls on this creek, I could not count them all. They were like sand on the seashore. Well ok, not quite. I am not a very good counter. There are, in fact, seven significant waterfalls on this creek (I can count to seven, I think). Do you want to know where they are? Access to all of them is mostly not very difficult. You can see my website for details, it will be updated very soon, and in fact the first page is ready: here  

 

I just want to remind everyone out there that although I love sharing my photos and stories on Facebook, Instagram, and on this blog, the reason I do so is to direct you to my website waterfallswest.com, where you will find tons of information: detailed directions, descriptions, maps, photos, downloadable trail routes to put in your GPS, and much more. “I do all the work so you do not have to”. That should be my new motto. Perhaps someone else has already used that one. If you already are a subscriber to my website, thank you so much, but if not: my website subscription is only $20 per year; that is not very much money if you think about it, it is an awesome deal. It is less than buying a magazine subscription or a book, and I have loads more information on my website than any waterfall book out there. Why would you not want to pay a small fee to obtain this easy information? You could perhaps, if you are diligent, find some of my waterfalls on your own if you know where to look, but you won’t be able to find a very good percentage of them. Remember: “I do all the work so you do not have to”, and I continually add new waterfalls to my site, usually weekly or every other week at least. Like this one here, for example. You won’t find this one in any book or other site. 

 

It is a very long drive out to this location, and I had initially thought there would only be one or two waterfalls on this creek, so my plan was to do a quick hike up this creek, then go to a couple different creeks before heading back home. However, when I arrived and started the hike, I realized there was much more to this creek than I first thought. I quickly made the golden decision: explore this creek as fully as possible, and forget about the other creeks this time around. Even so, I was not able to finish exploring the creek, there is just so much here. I guess I’m just going to have to come back someday. How awful is that going to be! Not!!

 

The creek had good amount of flow in it. Unfortunately, that is a very bad thing because it means the snow is melting. Snow should not be melting in February! Isn’t that a law? Apparently God has not gotten that memo. Although we had a very good December and January this year, February has gotten off to a horrendous start. The snowpack is dropping like a dead bird. We are in the second week now and nothing in the forecast until at least the end of next week. Hopefully, after that, we will see a big positive change. Maybe. Please?

 

When I came up to the first waterfalls on the creek, I was thinking oh gee, I’m so giddy I don’t know what to do with myself. These waterfalls should not be here. I knew, however, that there were (or should be) bigger ones still ahead, so I decided I would keep going and come back to these lower ones later. I was afraid the upper waterfalls might get into the sun earlier than the lower ones, however it turned out to be the other way around. Doh! Another reason to come back again, someday.

 

None of the waterfalls are huge ones, but they are all nice and all > 20 ft high. The biggest one on the creek is this one shown here and it is 50 ft. high, a magnificent 33 ft. plunge, followed by a 17 ft. slide. It is certainly the most impressive of all the falls, though not the prettiest. 

 

I continued climbing up the canyon above this waterfall, thinking I would not find any more falls. Wrong again. The hits just keep on coming. Well not too many more, but one drop dead gorgeous 27 footer and a few smaller ones as well. Finally the creek leveled out. Time to go back down and get those lower falls. The sun was coming out by then, but I took as many photos as I could. The camera got a tough workout today. When I came upon one 20 footer, however, I was a bit shocked and freaked. Someone was living here! Or so it seemed anyway. There was a tent at the base of the falls, and strewn over the area was a multitude of camping items, cookware, toothbrushes(!), a stove, a saw, a swing over the creek, and (maddingly) some kind of zip line across the waterfall. I was not entirely sure there was no one sleeping in the tent, but it soon became apparent the campsite was abandoned. Is this where Bigfoot lives, I wondered? The mystery is finally solved! I suppose whoever it is, Bigfoot or otherwise, he just lives here in the summer, and leaves everything here over the winter. I have to say that is entirely inappropriate. This is public land. You can’t just leave your camping gear at some site, permanently! The zip line thing was the most annoying, however, because it ruined my photo of the waterfall. I would have cut it down, but to do that I would have had to cross the creek and somehow scramble to the top of the waterfall, which would have been entirely too treacherous, and besides I had more waterfalls to see. I have to wonder, though, what Bigfoot is thinking here about all his stuff. If this creek floods over the winter or in the spring (not an unlikely scenario), all his stuff is going to be washed away including his tent. Most of it is right at creek level and definitely not above the flood line. Good luck, Bigfoot.

 

After that adventurous mini stop, I continued downstream and found a tributary waterfall on an unnamed creek, but flowing quite impressively. As I sat beside the creek photographing this waterfall, I saw a river otter swimming down the main creek. He did not see me, but just kept on going by. I was not prepared to take a photo as he went by too quickly, but I wonder if he knew there were big waterfalls downstream. Actually, I am sure he does, and probably has a blast on this awesome little creek every day. Forget kayaking. This river otter has it all! Maybe he lives with Bigfoot up at that campsite.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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MYSTERIES

Big Carson Falls has been a mystery for a long time. Too long. Ever since I first read a vague 1 line passage in Annmarie Brown’s waterfall book, I have wondered about this one and where it could possibly be. Is it on Big Carson Creek? That would be logical. Or is it on some unnamed and mysterious hidden side creek? Of course it would be that, but where? She also mentioned a 14 mile hike to get to it. That sure puts a damper on things. 

Well it took me a while to figure out where It was, but I did do it. I had help from some people, especially friend of waterfallswest Michael who was able to get me precise coordinates and also found a short route to it. Four miles instead of 14 miles. Now that is progress. Nonetheless, I did not get out to it for so long because of the stupid drough. but this year, finally, we have some rain.

It is a tough climb up the mountain, however. Huff and puff 600 feet to the top of a ridge, then down 600 feet to the bottom. Then do it all in reverse. I found the falls, and it is very pretty, 56 feet high in total. Unfortunately the top of it was in the sun when I arrived, so I took my photos as best I could, having to cut out the harsh top. It is now topless.

Back up on the trail, I found a spot in the sun to rest and eat my lunch. While having a peaceful meal and engrossed in finishing calculations of the falls’ height, I got scared up by a mountain biker.  At first I thought it might have been a mountain lion, he was rather loud. He was trying to bike across the creek, which was only about ankle deep, but he didn’t make it across successfully. Insert loud splash here. Then he started walking his bike slowly, very slowly up that 600 foot hill. I was certain that I would easily catch up to him once I have finished my lunch, and I almost did in fact, but just before I caught up to him he got back on his bike and started riding again. He must’ve been embarrassed that he was going to be passed by a hiker. I give him kudos for beating me to the top, I did not think that he would. I did meet him at the top though. The first thing  I saw was his mountain bike laying on the ground but he was nowhere around. Where did he go? Did he throw himself  off the cliff in exasperation? then I saw him resting on a rock nearby. In Agony. Ah well it is all downhill from here.

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