Stewart Falls

Joey and I went hiking to Stewart Falls – something we’ve wanted to do for a long time. We woke up and left before noon, getting there at the perfect time (not too many people there yet). It had been the most beautiful day and it wasn’t too hot out.

Joey is such a stud.

There was random patches of snow throughout the rugged path. Okay, maybe that's an exaggeration... it was the most rugged I've ever hiked. And Joey looked pretty rugged too! Ow! OW!

Part of the way it felt like a fairytale – the trees were so beautiful and there were butterflies everywhere. It was also at times treacherous terrain – there was a rough path with rocks, mud and snow.


This was the view along our way. Down below were mansions, affectionately called cabins.

We had to cross tree trunks and rocks and puddles. Tyla looking hot as always!


Joey had to relieve himself not once, but twice on the trip... as I stood guard.


We're so photogenic.

When we finally reached the falls, it was even rougher. We took the adventurous route down to the water. It was straight up and down. There was no one to control or maintain order.

We climbed up to the upper falls along a treacherous terrain with a lovely shear drop off the side. It was well worth it! When we got close enough, we were getting sprayed with mist.

We decided to get a closer look... taking the path that skid down the mountains every time we took a step.

We decided to get an even closer look. Joey went down one path and I went down another. I got there first. Hmph. So I waited...

So I took some pictures...

It was a fantastic view!

We decided to get an even closer look. The water was freezing! There were other people running in and out of the water and screaming from the cold.

Joey thought it would be cool to wade out into the middle of the river-like body of water and take pictures... and he was right... they're amazing shots.

We packed a little picnic lunch and ate it on the riverbanks. Here is me waiting for my man to cross back onto dry land.

Another awesome shot... it could be in a magazine.

Later, we discovered an easier path we could have taken instead of risking our lives. But, we realized how completely boring that would have been.

When we returned to base... we found this sign... hmmm...Momma Wax would have known. No snakes though.