Later on September 5th, after our stop at the old pumphouse, Margarit and Hank and I continued on our ride in the Side-By-Side. We ended up at Shunda Creek, at an area with a number of small cascades. I have always called this Shunda Falls, but I don't think that is the proper name, or if it even has one. I've heard people call it Fairy Falls, and at one time someone had left a bunch of gnome figurines in the woods nearby.
Despite the cool overcast weather it was a great place to spend a couple of hours, and we really enjoyed the sound of rushing water and the solitude. We didn't see a soul the entire time we were there.
Hank loved the place and was running back and forth and crossing over the creek on some logs. We managed to get most of the mud from our previous stop, washed out of his fur.
I took a couple of shots here with my view camera before we eventually packed up and returned to the cottage. It was getting late in the afternoon by the time we got back, and had been cool and drizzly all day long. We were pretty tired and chilled by the time we returned and ended up just making dinner and having a fire in the woodstove.




































