|| The lower fall in the Canyon

We had a special welcome of the park, a summer snow shower in the month of June. Yes, it snowed heavily from 8:30pm, right after we finished dinner in the cafeteria. Mom was so awed, she hadn't seen such a snow fall for years or ever.

Our most eventful day was the 4th day, we visited 11 points of interests. Let's see if I can count them correctly. Who could forget the first stop, the lower fall, oh, that was breathtaking and heart pounding. We walked down a long trail, only found ourselves suddenly beside the biggest fall we've seen closely, we were just standing at the falling point of the waters, they were over 300 feet long, huge splashes, beautiful and thick ice was clinging on the mountain surfaces, accidentally in the shape of a maple leaf.

See from the upper fall location, and Artist point (yes, the early adventurists were absolutely artists).


The rocks were full of life, only in the eye of the beholders.

This is one of the standing place not far from where we were. Uncle Tom's trail, not seen in these pictures, could take people even closer to the bottom of the fall, 328 steps in a long and narrow steel staircase, not suitable for people who have even mild vertigo. I wanted to do it so badly, but it was not part of the tour, and the roads were simply too slippery.

The maple leaf, not snow, but thick ice, from years of accumulations ...