We have picked ourselves up and moved yet again, this time inland from the coast to the Salem Area; a state park named Silver Falls. I would place this state park on the very top of my list of state parks, and I have been to quite a few in my travels. It was spotless, scenic, GREEN, the campsites enshrouded with foliage, the trails for walking, hiking, and mountain biking were thoughtfully designed and nature decorated the paths with some of the most beautiful scenery and flora ever!
Ok, enough gushing about that, now onto the gushers, or I mean, waterfalls. We had identified the Trail of the 10 Waterfalls early in our trip as a site we wanted to tackle. It had been recommended to us be close friends who had lived in Oregon. So we set about devising a way to conquer an 8-mile hiking loop that would not kill any chances for future hiking on this whirlwind trip. We knew it was an uphill battle we were facing. So we cut it in near half and drove the jeep to one of the closer fall sites, that just happened to have a small parking area nearby, and did a 3.5 mile jaunt this date to see 4 waterfalls. We didn’t tell the kids how far we were hiking so as to cut down on the whining until the last possible minute.
Our first one was the Upper North Waterfalls, a beautiful, wide cascade fall over rocks and that fell to a beautiful and large wading pool that was inviting us to come hither. We were all frustrated that we didn’t wear bathing suits that day because that pool was calling the Micek name. So we waded out into it and otherwise just sat enjoying the spray lacing our skin for a few minutes until other hikers came upon us. I will tell you now that this was is my favorite.
Onward to the next fall, The North Waterfall. Catching a theme here? Wait until tomorrow’s post to hear all the other original names. The North Waterfall was more of a shear drop, plunging 136 feet to its pool at the bottom. Next to its sheer size, the best thing about this fall is that the path led behind the falls and benches were located along the way to allow for reflecting and gazing and amazing, of which we took advantage.
Next up was the Twin Falls. A bit of a misnomer as viewing it was difficult from the angle we had from the trail, but we were unsure why it got that particular name. The best we could surmise was that there was a large rock in the middle at the top of the falls that seemed to divide it into two, but we cannot confirm because of the difficulty we had viewing it. But from what we could see, the cascade was pretty, though not nearly the size of our first cascade fall.
By this point, the grumbling was getting louder, so Craig and I were looking for distractions. We started counting bridges (9) along the way and naming them. We were also trying to identify some of the foliage along the way. We spied some very interesting berries that had the appearance of a large raspberry, but orange in color. We had seen some of these on the trail to Munson Falls yesterday, so Craig tried one; he thankfully didn’t keel over, but he said they were rather bland, definitely not of the raspberry flavor. We found out they were Salmon berries and that the bears and other wildlife do prefer them. They were definitely plentiful in Silver Falls State Park. We also identified a plethora of Sword ferns and Maidenhair ferns, Oregon Maples and some clover we remembered from the Redwoods. That’s pretty much it for our horticultural knowledge. There was a lot of “Leaves of 3” plants but couldn’t identify any thing specifically so we just told the kids to not touch. We’re great ones to have in the forest!
The last leg of today’s hike unfortunately led us up a steep climb to our last fall for the day, Winter Falls. This one was also just a bit disappointing. I say that ironically as our first 2 falls were so spectacular and we already know that tomorrow’s hike hold the best falls yet. But we found out that this fall was so named because it gets it water supply mainly from winter snows and run-off, making the best viewing, you guessed it, in the winter and very early spring. So after a quick rest break here, we attacked the last couple switchbacks and finally reached our vehicle, gladly.
We returned to the Motorhome and the kids donned their swimsuits and bikes in order to head over to the swimming hole. The park had semi-dammed the creek running through the park at this area, allowing for a widened wading pool-type area for those wanting to cool down. Leah and Matt jumped at the opportunity, though the water was a mite chilly. Arizona kids are so spoiled!
We returned to the campsite for some dinner and Craig gave a lesson in marshmallow roasting. I have to admit his marshmallows are pristine!