We began at the north Mt Morris end of the park and worked our way south, stopping at every overlook and designated spot on our park map. I haven't really done much with the north end of Letchworth, and it is true that most of the touristy stuff is at the south end. But the views are fantastic all along the stretch of its 14,000+ acres surrounding the Genesee River. Here and there we encountered gems of information about the Seneca Indians and Mary Jemison who was a white woman captured by them during the French and Indian war, rescued by white people and given a huge tract of land afterwards. She continued to live as the Indians taught her.
Sugar loved the whole getting out of the car to explore gig. We traipsed all over the grassy areas, saw a few deer, put quarters in all the binocular machines to get a closer view of the river so far below us, admired a convocation of eagles (we counted 8) - such majestic birds with huge wing spans floating effortlessly above the dam, were impressed by the stone tables and the miles of stone walls built during the depression to stimulate the economy, wandered across a little foot bridge, climbed stone staircases here and there and nearly stepped on a mid-sized snake!
By the time we had taken in half the park, we were tired and hungry, so we stopped at the lower falls restaurant (concession stand really) for a bite to eat and a bit to drink. It was nice to sit still for a bit, then we headed back to our campsite. Kiel and Andrea joined us for our exploration of the south end of the park. They were eager to explore the hiking paths, and I did walk a bit with them, but declined to navigate the steep section, preferring to sit on a bench with Sugar and rest.
I sat on a wooden bench by one of the three falls in the park, 107 foot drop, and watched people wandering past. Most of them sat or lay on the stone wall (I would be too scared of falling over) and had their pictures taken. None of them even saw the high train trestle bridging the falls over which a cargo train was slowly rumbling. One loose track and the whole thing would have plummeted to into the river. But with all the beauty and roaring of water and swatting of insects, no one paid the train any mind at all.
Finally, sweaty and tired, we made our way back to campsite where the boys finally got to build their fire and cook everything. We girls sat in the recliners and let them have at it. Roast corn, baked potatoes, Speedie chicken, hot dogs, hamburgs, carrots, and of course, S'mores for dessert. Even though I can't eat some of that, I found plenty to fill my tummy.
Funny, Drew didn't mind going to bed early for once, though we chatted for a bit after lights out. We could hear our neighbor's campfire crackling. It tossed orange and yellow lights on our tent wall as our conversation rose and died away. Even the god settled in and was soon snoring away. I think we tired her all out. Sweet. This has been an enjoyable day.
Sugar loved the whole getting out of the car to explore gig. We traipsed all over the grassy areas, saw a few deer, put quarters in all the binocular machines to get a closer view of the river so far below us, admired a convocation of eagles (we counted 8) - such majestic birds with huge wing spans floating effortlessly above the dam, were impressed by the stone tables and the miles of stone walls built during the depression to stimulate the economy, wandered across a little foot bridge, climbed stone staircases here and there and nearly stepped on a mid-sized snake!
By the time we had taken in half the park, we were tired and hungry, so we stopped at the lower falls restaurant (concession stand really) for a bite to eat and a bit to drink. It was nice to sit still for a bit, then we headed back to our campsite. Kiel and Andrea joined us for our exploration of the south end of the park. They were eager to explore the hiking paths, and I did walk a bit with them, but declined to navigate the steep section, preferring to sit on a bench with Sugar and rest.
I sat on a wooden bench by one of the three falls in the park, 107 foot drop, and watched people wandering past. Most of them sat or lay on the stone wall (I would be too scared of falling over) and had their pictures taken. None of them even saw the high train trestle bridging the falls over which a cargo train was slowly rumbling. One loose track and the whole thing would have plummeted to into the river. But with all the beauty and roaring of water and swatting of insects, no one paid the train any mind at all.
Finally, sweaty and tired, we made our way back to campsite where the boys finally got to build their fire and cook everything. We girls sat in the recliners and let them have at it. Roast corn, baked potatoes, Speedie chicken, hot dogs, hamburgs, carrots, and of course, S'mores for dessert. Even though I can't eat some of that, I found plenty to fill my tummy.
Funny, Drew didn't mind going to bed early for once, though we chatted for a bit after lights out. We could hear our neighbor's campfire crackling. It tossed orange and yellow lights on our tent wall as our conversation rose and died away. Even the god settled in and was soon snoring away. I think we tired her all out. Sweet. This has been an enjoyable day.
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