Snowplow
On September 4, 2016, I went to see Snoqualmie Falls with a few friends. When we found a parking spot, which was its own adventure, we noticed this large snowplow.
THE SNOWPLOW
Rusted and broken down, it stood as a testament to the ingenuity of man. This snowplow helped to clear of snow the tracks for lumber cars during Seattle’s youth. Still rather unfamiliar with snow, it amazes me that such a large plow would be needed.
The beginning of the falls
After a bit of a hike, we reached the falls. There were many other pilgrims there, each wanting to take photos of the falls as the mist sprinkled our heads.
The surrounding forest
I found myself wondering if the water droplets that flew in the air after the initial plunge down the falls kept the forest green.
The Falls
The mist reminded me of dragon’s breath and I could have sworn a wyren lived behind the falls.
The River
Such power followed by such calm.
Mini Jet of Water underneath a Mountain
More proof of man’s hand.
The adventure was short but gave me plenty to think. How do hydroelectric plants provide us with electricity? Have the falls been negatively affected by tourists? If so, is there a way of reversing the damage? What stories do these falls hold? How many winters and springs have they seen?
I will return to them eventually, but for now I am enjoying the electric heat of my laptop and the sun beaming down from my window.
