Today we visited Multnomah Falls, the second highest year-round waterfall in America (no idea what the first highest is, sorry). Conveniently, it’s located less than an hour from our house and as you can see, at 627 feet, it’s only bleedin’ massive. But, like the outdoorsy little troopers we are, we climbed all the way to the top. Don’t believe me? Here’s the proof, oh skeptical one:
Argh! That picture gives me the scaredsies. I have an irrational fear of heights and I hate myself for it.
All in all, a nice day out, despite the fact that Milo threw up in the car and then ate it. You can’t have everything, I suppose.