Artist: Bill Eichenlaub

The rock was solid, as it should be, yet with each small side-step, my left foot would stamp down a bit, reassuring my stability as I cautiously approached the cataract. I have a photo of this slope from six years prior and the place where I am standing is under ice. At that time the stream flowed under the ice and probably followed the same route it does now through what was then a continuous ice tunnel. Most of that ice tunnel has now melted away, leaving only the ice bridge in the distance.