Mountain cataract

I was a much better mountain hiker back in 1990 and didn't think of the risk of splashing out to the middle of a rushing mountain stream with a solid rock bed. I was lucky to not go flailing down this refreshing stream in New Hampshire's White Mountains on a 90-degree June day. At the moment all I knew was that I wanted the picture of the falls.

© 2007 George J. Bancroft Sr.