We kept walking, not yet able to see the water fall. Eventually we walked around the fells enough that we were able to see the long awaited waterfall. At least... we thought maybe it was the waterfall? As we got closer we realized, yep that small trickle of water was actually the tallest waterfall in all of England.
We walked a bit more and decided it wasn't worth the several mile trip up to the top. Now, years later, I do rather wish we had made the walk, but it was getting late and we were tired.
You have to realize that both Karen and I were born in Idaho near a beautiful waterfall. Karen grew up there and I lived in the area until I was almost 7 and visited every summer.
This is what we are used to as waterfalls.
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