The only time I was there - I mean right there - it was totally frozen. And the Valley was nearly vacant. They didn't even bother to plow any turnouts. There was a huge ice cone right under the fall, so me and my nephew hacked our way up there with ice axes. Then I chiseled off the top for a tripod platform for my Sinar and got a couple of very unique shots well up alongside the cliff. Big flakes of frozen ice would break free of the cliffs above and catch the wind and come crashing into the deep snow down below. Then the wind quited down and and a chunk about twenty feet across that must have weighed a couple of tons crashed only about sixty feet away. Time to get out of Dodge; and it was one thrill ride back down with that big pack on!
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