yesterday, we went to the dam to see the falls. it was a beautiful day. the sun was out, it was about 76°f and there was a slight breeze.

as we started walking towards the falls, the mist was felt on our faces. while the sun beat down us (finally, warm weather is back), we watched gallon after gallon roar over the sharp rocks. the peaceful spokane river above the dam became the violent, churned mess below. . .