To the left are picnic tables and to the right is a beautiful flowing creek filled with different animals, plants, and mosses and sometimes quartz crystals. I remember being able to see the fish as they swim underneath the icy cold water because the water is pure and crystal clear- it was not contaminated by human filth. Splashing a trudging through the water made my legs numb but I wouldn’t have had it any other way.. The waterfall wasn’t as big as Yosemite Falls but watching the little droplets fall and the light hitting it at just the right angle, and watching all the different woodland species prance about, going along with their day, without a care in the world, made it look and feel like it was a paradise from a movie. We weren’t being disrupted by loud car horns because we were alone with ourselves, our thoughts, and the wilderness. The water rushing echoed in the distance and the pitter patter of the water flow pounds onto the rocks below. Located at the bottom was a serene pool which we would sometimes swim in. Every time there is a possibility for us going to Mount Shastina I am filled with joy and nostalgia longing to recreate more
To the left are picnic tables and to the right is a beautiful flowing creek filled with different animals, plants, and mosses and sometimes quartz crystals. I remember being able to see the fish as they swim underneath the icy cold water because the water is pure and crystal clear- it was not contaminated by human filth. Splashing a trudging through the water made my legs numb but I wouldn’t have had it any other way.. The waterfall wasn’t as big as Yosemite Falls but watching the little droplets fall and the light hitting it at just the right angle, and watching all the different woodland species prance about, going along with their day, without a care in the world, made it look and feel like it was a paradise from a movie. We weren’t being disrupted by loud car horns because we were alone with ourselves, our thoughts, and the wilderness. The water rushing echoed in the distance and the pitter patter of the water flow pounds onto the rocks below. Located at the bottom was a serene pool which we would sometimes swim in. Every time there is a possibility for us going to Mount Shastina I am filled with joy and nostalgia longing to recreate more