Location Taken: Ontario, Canada
Time Taken: June 2010
Random waterfalls are the best waterfalls.
If you’re going to a waterfall deliberately, you obviously have a clue what to expect. Otherwise, well, you wouldn’t be going there. It might be larger than you expected, or noisier, or surrounded by interesting things, but much of the thrill of discovery is still missing.
The little waterfalls, though, the ones that are so small that no one puts up signs pointing you towards them, those still have that thrill.
When I’m riding in a car going through the mountains, I’ll often stare out the window, peering intently into every dip and ravine we pass, looking for that silver trickle of water. And every time I spot one, it’s such a treat. Especially when it’s a brief glimpse of a truly gorgeous set of falls tucked into a ravine right by a highway. In some ways, it feels like a view meant just for me.
After all, if you’re driving, you’re looking at the road and the cars around you, and if you’re not, well, these days you’re likely playing on your phone. It can’t be more than a handful of people each day who stare out the window hoping for a second-long view of a fairly small waterfall.
Or perhaps it’s just me.
