We got up early and started the long drive. Most of our route was gravel back roads. We passed several beautiful mountain lakes as we headed north:
Along the way, we stopped at the Roosevelt Grove of Ancient Cedars. The Roosevelt Grove is an old growth cedar forest with trees that are 4-12 feet in diameter and 150 feet tall. Although 75% of the original grove was destroyed by a fire in 1926. The average age of the remaining trees is 800 years, with a few survivors of the fire remaining that are 2000-3000 years old.
A short trail from the lower grove leads to the base of Lower Granite Falls. Here, Granite Creek cascades down a narrow, sheer rock wall with a thunderous roar:
A one-mile loop trail from the lower cedar grove leads to vista points above the Lower falls where both Lower and Upper Granite Falls may be viewed. We continued another 1/2 mile from the vista points and arrived at the upper cedar grove, where Kathy found one of her biggest, oldest friends, who gave her a hug:
Having visited the Ancient Cedars, we continued on our Jeep Journey to the trailhead:
Eventually, we reached our destination. Here, David tries to read to sign to determine if this was the trail:
It must have been, because Kathy checked with the Three Amigos, who told her we were on the right track:
The trail gave us lots of surprises, such as huckleberries, Saskatoon berries, thimbleberries, and some colorful fungi:
We also stumbled across some ancient giants who, having fallen, had to be sawed to let hikers pass along the trail:
Eventually our trail, Continental Trail #28, intersected the Upper Priest River Trail, #308, toward American Falls:
After another 1.5 miles, we reached American Falls, which fell impressively and noisily into a blue-green pool:
After we had lunch, David climbed a steep, rocky trail to overlook the falls and snapped this view of it:
It seemed such a short time, and we were on our way back to the trailhead. Before we turned uphill, we spotted these very unusual streamside plants:
The entire area had been devastated by wildfire years ago, and, as we hiked, we spotted the charred remains of one old cedar beside the river:
The path wasn't entirely clear. Here, Kathy demonstrates the proper method for overcoming obstacles:
Another hour, and we were on our way back to our campground. As we drove, we thought back on the falls and remembered the thundering roar of its waters:
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