When the gal at the front desk informed my SiL after our first hike that there was a Great Horned Owl in one of the cliffs, it was inevitable that we would certainly go on another hike the next day.
Not sure just exactly what time we left our Cliff House, but it was before breakfast, but not before coffee.
Once again, we headed DOWN the hill (and I'm thinking this hill isn't going to be any less steep coming back up than it was yesterday).
Both my daughter and I were hoping it was the one without any snakes.
It was the Waterfall Trail.
And yes, you don't have to remind me, I have on Uggs !
Not the best footwear for this type activity.
Please notice her body language.
Please notice she has not moved an inch.
The photo does not do the incline justice !
Nor does it show the rocks that tend to roll under the feet when stepped on.
And I'm still thinking, "We have to climb UP this hill at some point in our day."
Hint: It's on the lower crevice.
See it ?
Now, you are thinking...is this as close a shot as you're going to get ?
So, if you're now thinking it's not a close-up enough shot, feel free to mail me a new and bigger and better lens. (Canon)
Look very carefully, because the next photo has the owl circled in red.
The layers and layers and layers in the photo above have something to do with THIS.
This is when you need HansMan, the geologist to explain.
Even though they are equipped with indoor bathrooms, we chose to stay in a Cliff House.