|Otter Falls & Lipsy Lake|
On the way in, Nicole was testing the waters and not just in a figurative sense, as some of the potholes were full of rainwater and it would splash! on the windshield. One particularly bad non-stop action section had us rocking and rolling into fits of laughter, as our bodies were reduced to rag dolls and we were thrown about in our seats.
After a restroom stop, brought on by all the jostling, we arrived at the trailhead and hiked up the road-trail, sometimes in snow, sometimes not, to a lovely waterfall with water cascading down a slide. We each imagined ourselves careening down that slide on a hot summer day, splashing into the pool below. I said imagined. It was too steep to climb up there and the water was too darn cold to swim in (yes, even for me).
|a pair of shorts and sign mark the way trail|
And float we did! We floated past the cars ahead of us who employed the weave-and-bob method of pothole avoidance, "Woof! Woof!" and all those many bumps on the way in were slight disturbances in our forward momentum. "Woof! Woof!" as we passed people looking over a bridge as they signaled to us to slow down. They should have said, "Woof!"
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