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It was too nice of a day to not go on a hike. Temps in the low 50's with beautiful sunshine. I went to a place without hiking trails and no formal name that I can find, but it is part of the Shawnee National Forest.
Where I was going starts out going down a pretty benign looking drainage, and turns into this.
You can't hardly see the cliff until you are right on top of it. There is a footpath/game trail that goes into bottom. This is the view looking back up the drainage.
It would be a pretty awesome waterfall if there was enough rain.
A larger view of the bluff. That leaning tree is the same as in the previous picture.
Proceeding east, I follow the bottom side of the bluff and am soon greeted by another potential waterfall.
I keep trying to bribe my buddies into finding out how far this hole goes back.
No takers yet.
This stuff is called Devil's walking stick. Despite the blurry picture, you may be able to see some of the thorns. It tends to grow in places where I am constantly grasping for handholds. Sent a thorn under my fingernail a couple weeks back. Not a pleasant experience.
Cool bluffs.
You can hardly see it, but there is writing up on that cliff.
Dated 1962.
This is the way up there. Didn't do it today, but did it once. Pretty tight squeeze.
Kind of cool.
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Where I was going starts out going down a pretty benign looking drainage, and turns into this.
You can't hardly see the cliff until you are right on top of it. There is a footpath/game trail that goes into bottom. This is the view looking back up the drainage.
It would be a pretty awesome waterfall if there was enough rain.
A larger view of the bluff. That leaning tree is the same as in the previous picture.
Proceeding east, I follow the bottom side of the bluff and am soon greeted by another potential waterfall.
I keep trying to bribe my buddies into finding out how far this hole goes back.
No takers yet.
This stuff is called Devil's walking stick. Despite the blurry picture, you may be able to see some of the thorns. It tends to grow in places where I am constantly grasping for handholds. Sent a thorn under my fingernail a couple weeks back. Not a pleasant experience.
Cool bluffs.
You can hardly see it, but there is writing up on that cliff.
Dated 1962.
This is the way up there. Didn't do it today, but did it once. Pretty tight squeeze.
Kind of cool.
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