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Mar. 7, 2005
Late winter, warm, sunny day. Your choices are either to leave the camera gear at home or shoot early or shoot late. Since Falling Water Creek is about a two and a half hour drive from my home, I decided to shoot late, and Junie and I arrived at the opening of the gorge I had in mind to explore about one in the afternoon.

Maybe I was feeling the early stages of the flu that was going to lay me out for half of March, two weeks and three precious weekends, or maybe I was in the last stages of getting run down enough to leave me susceptible to the flu, but instead of starting out right away, I lay down in the woods with my pack as a pillow and dozed for about an hour first.

We found some nice runs and interesting rock compositions as we pushed up the creek, and some nice big boulders, including an area we had visited in January of 2004. The place that turned out to be most interesting, though, was at the planned far point of our expedition where the the creek rejoined the forest road at the gorge just below Falling Water Creek, and that was where we stopped and explored for awhile as we waited for dusk.

After darkness put an end to the photography for that day, rather than stumble back along the creek in the dark, we climbed up to the road, but no sooner had we clambered up the steep and loose roadside than Junie took off into the woods after something, which is exactly what I don't want her to do in the dark. But unlike most other dogs I've had over the years, she came back pretty quickly, and from that point we had an uneventful half-hour stroll back to the car.

One afternoon after work in the spring of 2003 I spent an all too brief time in an Ozark wonderland, a rain-swollen creek in the Buffalo National River. One of the quick shots I got to take before darkness overtook me was of this little waterfall.