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York Cliff Walk … part three.

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Walking through the tree tunnel….

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Brings you to a little beach entrance…

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And a beautiful home at the end of the trail.

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The path simply stopped. It dead ended and other than strolling across someone’s lawn, our only option was to turn around.

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With a last look at a perfectly placed hammock…

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We headed back the way we came and as always… noticed different things.

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The husband was mesmerized by this gravity defying stone and had to investigate.

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No adhesive, no bolts.

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Just the perfect combination of natural depressions and angles.

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Back on the path…

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I took time to love me some rocks.

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The striations, the colors.

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The wind blown ruined hairdo…

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It was all good.

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I do love my rocks.

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Quirky windswept trees have so much character.

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But watching where we were stepping became important in places. I don’t think this trail has been repaired for decades.

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The awesome Ausable finale.

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Yes, there really was an end to our visit. Much as I didn’t want to, we had to leave eventually.

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And leaving meant walking the rim trail.

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Which follows the edge of the chasm but from a much higher level.

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The grand flume.

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Most of the trail was through the woods with a few peaks of the water like this.

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When a tree falls in the forest? Doesn’t matter if you hear it or not… let it be. The critters will thank you.

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One more scenic vista..

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One more cross walk…

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And you’re back on the main road bridge.

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Which affords one last beautiful view.

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If you’re ever in Keeseville, New York visit the Grand Canyon of the East at Ausable Chasm.

It really was awesome!

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Still awesome…

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Are you tired of rock filled posts?

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Then you’ve come to the wrong blog.

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The Inner Sanctum trail at Ausable Chasm is well named as we were surrounded by cliffs and rushing water …. blissfully alone with the grandeur. A veritable rock sanctuary.

But all good things must end and this staircase was the beginning.

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One last look around before we climbed up.

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And I won’t lie, it was hard to leave this fabulous trail.

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Spending the day here made us feel small, in a good.. we’re just tiny specks in the universe… way.

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Mother Nature is a marvelous architect.

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And we enjoyed every minute.

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The awesomeness continues…

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I know it feels like I took picture every time I took a step, and okay… maybe I did. But I’m not posting all of them, I promise.

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The rock faces and cliffs were just too spectacular not to share.

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Thankfully we didn’t have to cross this bridge.

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Though my husband sure wanted to.

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I’ve often thought he was part mountain goat.

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The power of water and erosion is hard to miss at Ausable Chasm.

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It’s literally everywhere.

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As was I.

Shown here loving on some rocks… with the sun’s rays giving me a high five.

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A truly glorious place.

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More awesome Ausable…

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We were really enjoying this hike alongside the chasm.

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There was something stunning around every corner.

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Though at times my knee strongly disagreed.

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Here’s the husband.

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He might be a senior citizen, but he was still upset he couldn’t cross that rope bridge.

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The path that’s cut into the rock alongside the chasm is spectacular.

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And I was loving every minute of it.

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Surrounded by towering rocks. How could I not?

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This open metal bridge was a little hairy. And while I’m not afraid of heights, looking straight down through it was a tad stomach flipping.

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Onward…

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The Chasm… part two.

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Continuing on the marked path, we came to a fork. We could take the easier, stairless Rim Walk on the left…

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Or the harder, your bad knee will be screaming and make you pay, Inner Sanctum trail to the right.

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You knew there was only one right answer.

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Stairs? Oh yeah. Hundreds of them.

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But the views were totally worth it.

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The farther down you go, the louder the roar of the water.

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And once again I was glad the adventure trail was closed. I love to climb on rocks… but generally need a little more than string when it comes to a bridge.

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Me. Loving the rocks.

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The Inner Sanctum is the only way to see this chasm up close and personal.

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It was truly stunning.

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Because the Falls have to fall somewhere….

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Driving farther down the Kancamagus highway we noticed a sign that said Lower Falls, and since we’d just explored the upper… we had to take a look.

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The first thing we saw? A fenced in giant rock. There was no explanation given as to why this particular rock needed its own fence…

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Maybe it just wanted to feel special.

Rocks, they’re so sedimental.

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Poor rock. Did it deserve to be cleaved in half by that tree?

Of quartz not.

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There were lots of rocks. And this made me smile. Rocks here, rocks there….

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There were rocks everywhere.

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Walking farther down we found pools.

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And more rocks, which I never take for granite.

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Even my husband was marveling at the rocky splendor. Though he’s a bit boulder and clambered about near the water’s edge.

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Rock on!

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Sabbaday Falls, part two.

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Mother Nature is amazing and we thoroughly enjoy visiting some of her special places.

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Sabbaday Falls was one of them.

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The walkways and paths are cut into the rock and follow the natural trail.

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There’s the husband taking pictures beside a really big rock. That says it all.

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Did I enjoy all the stair climbing? No.

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But it was totally worth the discomfort and I smiled through the pain.

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Rocks and trees. Trees and rocks. I was a seriously happy camper.

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The falls spray water everywhere and some of the paths were slippery.

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But damn, it sure was beautiful.

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And the sturdy walkway was impressive in and of itself.

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If you’re ever in the area? Go!

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Robert Frost was right.

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Seeing that we were in Robert Frost country, we followed his example and took the road less traveled.

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In Vermont that means one minute you’re passing open fields and meadows…

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And the next you’re driving a road cut through a mountain.

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My car was straining on some of the inclines, I can’t imagine bicycling up it.

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Or down it in the drizzle and fog.

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That pretty much describes the way we travel. I pick a spot of interest and we explore at will along the way.

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You never know what you’ll find.

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Like this sweet little riverfront park in the middle of nowhere.

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With a touching memorial rock.

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And some funky flora.

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Required selfie.

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And more heartfelt rocks.

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Rock snot!

Proof positive you really do learn something new every day.

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Stone garden border project… day 2, disagreement 2.

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I was helping.

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In so far as the husband would let me help… with what was my idea to begin with. That’s usually how things go at Casa River. I want to do something and come up with a plan… then the husband gets involved and does it completely his way.

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Granted he knows more about stone wall building… but I had a vision ya know?

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I like weird looking rocks, like this bird’s head skeleton I placed in the corner ….

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And these two that look like ham steaks. I wanted them prominently placed to give the border some quirk and character.

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So of course the husband moved all three and buried them. When I said something? He got ticked off and told me I can let him build it or hire someone else to do exactly what I want… and believe me that’s tempting.

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I love my husband. I do. He’s a wonderful man. But it would be nice if we could a work project together… in harmony, like we used to. Whether it’s male menopause, adjusting to retired life or basic old man crankiness .. lately he tests my patience to the point where I just have to walk away. Why must every difference of opinion turn into a fight? It’s exhausting.

Do you work well with your spouse/significant other. Or do you have to take a hike as well?

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