DOWN BY THE RIVERSIDE 2
Trip Start
Aug 01, 2011
1
23
29
Trip End
Aug 29, 2011
A most interesting drive followed lunch and the readings, as we made our way to Niagara Falls.
In my mind, I had been very blase about the Falls - wasn't that fussed about going there, had seen thousands of photos, blah, blah. BUT, I was converted ! I took over 100 photos - it truly was an exhibition of the immense power of God's creation. Unless you saw it, you could not imagine such
an incredible flow of water - wish we could get it over to Australia !
Before we reached the actual falls area, Rod stopped for us to view what is called The Whirlpool - a circular pool of beautiful aqua water, but boiling and surging furiously in the middle. Impressive.
At the falls, Rod dropped us off and went to park the car. The first fall you come to is the American
Falls - not as spectacular as the Horseshoe or Canadian Falls, but pretty good. High above the river there is a paved promenade with a rock wall topped with wrought iron railings. We slowly made our way along this promenade, stopping frequently to be amazed and to take photos. The Canadian Falls are fed by the Niagara River which is very wide above the falls, and the drop curves around to form an equally wide horseshoe.
We watched the " Maid of the Mist" boats try to get as close to the falls as they could, until the engines of the boat were not strong enough to proceed any further against the current. then they would turn around and come zooming back down the river, borne by the current. All the passengers were clad in bright blue mackintoshes, otherwise they would be soaked by the spray which soars up into the air like a great cloud.
Behind the fence you can stand very close to where the river goes " over the cliff " . It kind of mezmerises you, this powerful surge relentlessly crashing to the riverbed. It roars!
Inadvertantly, we had been following Bro Thomas again, because he also visited this area in his day. He and his family stayed in a hotel nearby, called the Clifton, and he writes about it amusingly.
When it came to around six o'clock Rod decided we would have dinner at the restaurant right next to the Canadian Falls, and we sat right by the window. It was such an awe-inspiring view while we ate a lovely meal and the sun went down.
In my mind, I had been very blase about the Falls - wasn't that fussed about going there, had seen thousands of photos, blah, blah. BUT, I was converted ! I took over 100 photos - it truly was an exhibition of the immense power of God's creation. Unless you saw it, you could not imagine such
an incredible flow of water - wish we could get it over to Australia !
Before we reached the actual falls area, Rod stopped for us to view what is called The Whirlpool - a circular pool of beautiful aqua water, but boiling and surging furiously in the middle. Impressive.
At the falls, Rod dropped us off and went to park the car. The first fall you come to is the American
Falls - not as spectacular as the Horseshoe or Canadian Falls, but pretty good. High above the river there is a paved promenade with a rock wall topped with wrought iron railings. We slowly made our way along this promenade, stopping frequently to be amazed and to take photos. The Canadian Falls are fed by the Niagara River which is very wide above the falls, and the drop curves around to form an equally wide horseshoe.
We watched the " Maid of the Mist" boats try to get as close to the falls as they could, until the engines of the boat were not strong enough to proceed any further against the current. then they would turn around and come zooming back down the river, borne by the current. All the passengers were clad in bright blue mackintoshes, otherwise they would be soaked by the spray which soars up into the air like a great cloud.
Behind the fence you can stand very close to where the river goes " over the cliff " . It kind of mezmerises you, this powerful surge relentlessly crashing to the riverbed. It roars!
Inadvertantly, we had been following Bro Thomas again, because he also visited this area in his day. He and his family stayed in a hotel nearby, called the Clifton, and he writes about it amusingly.
When it came to around six o'clock Rod decided we would have dinner at the restaurant right next to the Canadian Falls, and we sat right by the window. It was such an awe-inspiring view while we ate a lovely meal and the sun went down.

