Got waterfalls on the brain tonight because I’m going to my hometown for work soon (Ithaca, NY), and there are gorges and waterfalls aplenty there, yay! This one’s in Iceland (shocker based on my last 15 or so posts, even though we got back over a week ago). It’s about 40’ high, and the basalt lava columns give it its name, which directly translates to “black waterfall.” The Icelandic language is petty awesome too.
I think about these places pretty often: these nondescript sections of trail. I think about the trickling creeks they pass, and the soft, fluttering leaves that line them. They’re all out there now, even as I write this. Even after night falls in the dark. Even after the muffled sounds of passing hikers fade. They’re all out there now, and I’m with them: always.
Adventure begins when you step outside of your comfort zone. On a sunday evening, I usually stay in my apartment watching tv, but yesterday I decided to go out and shoot some sunset pictures. After an hour and a half drive watching the day light fade, @lenscapelife and I got to Letchworth just in time to catch the 10 minutes of red in the sky. Step outside.