One of the awesome little wonders in the state I live is this little place called Palouse Falls. Palouse Falls is in the middle of no where, deep in the heart of the Washington tundra (yes... we have a little tundra). To access the Falls, you have to go over a series of cattle grates (which I assume is because the only man-made structures around are farms, ranches, and a fish hatchery) and drive down a dirt road for 2-3 miles. There, you'll drive over a bridge (which provides a safe path over very active railroad tracks) and into a little mini oasis.
Once you park you vehicle, you'll go down a series of steps to an outlook with this view... Fabulous, isn't it?
This is the Palouse Falls up close. It is difficult to get down to the bowl of the falls, but I do know a few years some guy on a kayak went over those falls and survived (yes, he is an idiot). I don't know how tall those falls are or if the crash point of the water is over rocks, but I do know it is high enough for me to know I don't aspire to jumping off the flipping thing.
The lake spills into a small river that meanders through a canyon that is too deep and at an angle that makes it difficult for me to really capture it, so I thought I would take an image of the canyon walls. Pretty awesome when you consider all this was carved by glaciers.
Once you leave the Falls, this is part of the view as you drive your way toward civilization. Deeply cut canyons where only mountain sheep, deer, coyotes, and a few cougars live amongst grazing cattle.
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