This small waterfall on the Flathead Indian Reservation here in western Montana gets only a few visitors every year. It is on no maps, it has no name, there is not a sign anywhere advertising its existence and even the trail that leads up to it is unmarked. Yet it is not without its own quiet beauty.
It is part of a band of cliffs that covers several miles. I intended to hike up along the stream, but couldn’t find a comfortable way to do it because of the cliffs and the thick brush. Probably wouldn’t have been able to see much anyway.
“It is on no maps, it has no name, there is not a sign anywhere advertising its existence…” And yet it is. That’s one of the most appealing aspects of nature, I think – she doesn’t care for fame and doesn’t depend on marketing. Such a beautiful place!
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Thank you Tricia. The little waterfall is indeed a nice almost-secret. I do have mixed emotions about that, partly wishing others could enjoy it, but partly fearing what too much attention might do to it and its surroundings.
Well, not at the falls, but the stream above and below do get a lot of visitors. I know of a bear who frequented that area several years ago but I haven’t seen him recently, and I’ve seen moose a few miles away in the same drainage. Last year I did see cat tracks in the snow below the falls.