![]() In hindsight, staying stafe might have been the wiser move, even if it meant a huge debt and a potential overnight camp in heavy rain and no shelter. May-be! I decided to go with them, to avoid a potentially bankrupting airlift (I'd told my girlfriend to tell the police if I wasn't back by 4PM). Luckily, (or not!), a group of 6 gungo-ho Californians arrived who had no fear in crossing the river together. All I could do was wait until it died down (potentially not until the next day). I did however have to encounter a stream many times bigger and faster than than when I crossed on the way up. ![]() I'd read horror stories about doing the ridge in the rain, so I decided not to risk it. I ended up turning back at the start of the ridge, as it started unexpectedly raining, quite heavily. I'm wondering how on earth the two women managed to get a bulldog up to the third waterfall? I remember there being many near-vertical sections up the first and second waterfalls. Great photos! I wish I'd made it to the peak. It honestly feels like you are living in a theme park.
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