My worry over a river crossing made this loop trail a whole lot more difficult (we went about a mile and a half, turned around, then worked the trail counter-clockwise to the falls where another river crossing then sent us back). But man was it still beautiful. Really nothing like Iceland. A bit of the Scottish Highlands thrown in with Wyoming and then a good cappuccino before heading back. The sun does not always shine here, but when it does ain’t no where else I would rather be.