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Dad and Sherwood admire the waterfall.
We stopped at a look-out point...
...looked back at the road...
...and at the side of the road.
At a river.
Here Dad and I discussed trout fishing.
Perhaps someday we will pull trout out of those waters, roll them in cornmeal, and fry them in bacon fat. I have wanted to do that the entire life - the legacy of many hours spent reading "Little House" books.
And then there were waterfalls.
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