We took the dogs (all 5 of them!) Here I am with Gismo. 
Okay, this is where it gets good. I don't have any more pictures- this is it. You can see the top of the waterfall in this picture. You also see the stream of water flowing toward it. Well, yours truly decided it would be a good idea to cross the creek to get a better picture of the falls- from the top. So, I think to myself, "Self, it would be really bad if you slipped and fell and drooped your camera into the water." So, I wrap my camera cord around my wrist a bit tighter. I choose a pathway across the creek that looks harmless enough- as far as creeks go. So, I make my way across and just as I am turning, my foot slips a bit and I heard myself say, "my feet...!!!" and I realised I was slipping a bit and that my legs were in the water and as I tried to sand up, I slipped on the rocks and everything but my head (and my arm holding up my camera securely attached to my hand) were above water. I tried to get up again and slipped again and the noble attempts to save my camera were overcome by the fact that my head was in the water and I was drowning! That was a HUGE hole in the creek, I am not even kidding! Needless to say, my camera was drenched and I decided since I was already in the water, I would just sit down in it- it was very nice, cool water.I took my poor camera home and tried to dry it out a bit and put it back together . . . but it was defiantly dead. I was very sad.
2 comments:
Oh no!! That is truly a tragedy. Will you be able to get a new one to continue blogging the trip?
Ditto!! We have to be able to see the rest of the trip! Can you get it fixed? Can you get a new one?? So sorry about the camera...but glad you enjoyed the nice cool stream.
I have a funny waterfall story...I was in Tanzania with a group of students (I was a Jr. in college), we hiked to the top of a mountain and were playing around in a stream/waterfall. I really wanted to climb up behind the waterfall. As I'm climbing I think to myself "Self, it would be dangerous and really embarrassing to slip and fall on these rocks" I take a step with most of my weight on one foot...that foot was on a slippery rock. Out go my feet and I go bouncing down the rocks I had just climbed up. Thankfully...didn't hit my head. I came up from the water saying "I'm fine" - quickly look around and notice that no one has seen me. Except for this one guy, who I had known for about two days. It was a bonding moment - he helped me climb back up and stand behind the water fall. Same guy who a few days later was the only one who noticed that I was puking over the side of the very rocky fishing boat that was carrying us across the very rocky ocean. All that to say...I feel your pain :)
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