Marshall, Will, and Holly
On a routine expedition
Met the greatest earthquake ever known.
High on the rapids
It struck their tiny raft.
And plunged them down a thousand feet below.

To the Land of the Lost.
To the Land of the Lost.
To the Land of the Lost.

It started simply enough. It started because many years ago I, and a friend from Carbondale, Illinois, tracked down these cool waterfalls when we were LTE’s for the DNR, the location of which I had forgotten. It started because I came across a name on a topo map and mistakenly thought these were the falls. It started because I found the falls cross referenced on a Whitewater website as a class III-IV run. But mostly it started because I couldn’t make the WMCKA symposium and really needed to just be outside and distracted by a little adventure.

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