There’s a storm across the valley, clouds are rollin’ in
the afternoon is heavy on your shoulders.
There’s a truck out on the four lane, a mile or more away
the whinin’ of his wheels just makes it colder.
He’s an hour away from ridin’ on your prayers up in the sky
and ten days on the road are barely gone.
There’s a fire softly burning; supper’s on the stove
but it’s the light in your eyes that makes him warm.
—- John Denver “Back Home Again”
If discretion is the better part of valor, then I was valorous this week. Adams Falls on the west side of the Divide, is the most impressive waterfall I’ve yet seen during this project. It is a violet cataract of water falling through a narrow granite gorge, dropping in several steps. The storm that rolled through while I was hiking past Adams Falls to East Inlet Falls, turned the slippery rocks treachorous. The afternoon weighed heavy on my shoulders and I passed on the best photos I could see, not risking my own fall while thinking of a distant supper on the stove.