
I was lazily enjoying the beautiful colours of the gorge from the top of the trail.


But then, things started to get rough.

They got rougher and rougher and suddenly there were rocks taller than me that I had to scramble and climb across.

Some of them were MOVING under my feet!!

This sign should have given me a clue that it was not some tame walk in the wilderness but I was busy trying to keep up with my 6 ft+ tall comrades without breaking my neck.

They made it to the rapids rock basin long before I could scramble over and probably waited an eternity before I got there.

The rock basin has these little pools worn down by the water into the rocks, lined with rust. I guess the rocks must be rich in iron deposits.

Alas, these pools are not untouched by human carelessness bringing in aluminium into the iron stronghold.

(e:Terry) was our bellwether on the trail. You can see him deep in thought mapping out our strategy.

On the way, we met up with some wildlife natives from the Gorge. I chatted with this Victorian smiley from back in the day.

(e:Paul) rescued this little snail from frying on the rocks.

There were a million millipedes all through the trail.

(e:Terry) took some pains to get acquainted with one and in return, got a nice palm massage from its million legs.




At one point on the trail the only way to move forward was by traveling upside down. (e:Paul) reminded us that that there was no time to just sit and eat and to keep alert!

He was right. Suddenly things started happening. We were were upon the upside-down stretch! (e:Terry) leapt into the frenzy.



(e:Paul) soon followed.


They joined the legions who have braved the toughest part of the Niagara Gorge upside down. My shoes and socks were soaking wet by that time so naturally, I couldn't stand on my hands. (Note that the lack of upper body strength had nothing to do with my giving up.)
While (e:Paul) and (e:Terry) completed the trail upside down , I photo-documented our awe-inspiring surroundings. We had clambered all the way down from that top ledge where (e:PMT)'s car was parked down to the basin with crazy rapids.

The rapids itself are pretty interesting.

(e:Paul) and (e:Terry) pointed out how, in spite of a very fast river gushing forwards, there were all these small counter-currents that just kept moving backwards.

Trying to imagine the neutralizing forces that made these counter-currents possible was mind-boggling.

I looked up and saw this nice little cable car system that was giving tourists a bird's eye view of the entire gorge without facing its perils (well, they could have crashed into it, but at least they didn't have to climb over rocks bigger than them).

I really want to ride in that cable car sometime. (e:Paul) told me that he was not interested in that adventure because apparently, heights weird him out. I was pretty surprised that we managed to come back home in one piece. (e:Matthew) was happily rocking in the porch enjoying the weather while (e:Terry) recounted out brush with the devil at the Niagara Gorge Trail.

Sounds like you had a great time.... Great pictures by the way....