Snakes on Trail!, The Sequel

Today we headed to an amazing place called Warren Falls. After yesterday's debacle I was determined to find a waterfall for us to swim in. After driving an hour southeast, we came to the spot and hopped out to start our hike. About five minutes into the hike we came across a family who never made it to the falls and turned back around because there was a "snake on trail". Refusing to be deterred, and adamant about finding a waterfall, we forged on and faced our fears. Sure enough there was a "snake on trail", although this snake was merely a young couple enjoying one of the pools in the bathing suits that God gave them. So we headed down further to another pool. We walked down some slippery slopes and arrived at the most amazing emerald pool I have ever seen.



There were huge boulders to jump off of, rocks to slide down, and the water was crystal clear and pretty cold.





We were at the bottom pool, but up above us there were several other pools. The whole area was surrounded by huge pine trees and rocks and it was pretty spectacular.







Cesar climbed up the boulder first and jumped off and thought Che would be able to do it.





I was a little nervous, so I tried it myself first.



Then Che went up with Cesar and they both jumped together. Che loved it!







Then Che and I went and explored the upper pools and he wanted to slide down a part into a pool.




I was very hesitant, but he insisted. He slid down first and sunk. Then I slid down and sunk. We both struggled to get up in the whirling water and I told Che to hold on to my back. He squeezed my neck pretty hard and we started to swim towards Cesar (this is all right behind where we jumped). I thought we would be pushed right out like we did when we jumped, but I couldn't get out and kept being pushed down (all with Che squeezing my neck). I gave a little hand signal to Cesar indicating that I might need help. Then I realized that I just needed to try to get Che out where we slid down. Luckily I found a spot in the rock where I could get a grip with my hand and keep me up while I regained my strength and was able to lift Che up and then get out myself. It was very scary, although Che was not phased at all. He just said "Let's not do that again." NO KIDDING!! Despite that frightening occurrence we loved the place and had a really great time!

We also saw another covered bridge on the way home...