About five minutes below the First Pool

Here, the river has narrowed somewhat. Littered with boulders, it appears to be relatively shallow; were the current not so swift, it looks as if one could just wade across, using the boulders as steeping stones, but I suspect that would be easier said than done.

It was here that the sensation first struck me that the river appears to be coursing down an inclined plane. The closeness of the mountain walls on both sides is one of the things that renders this trail so interesting.

While sitting on my three-legged stool at the shore taking in the beautiful scenery at this location, I looked down near my feet and saw several butterflies, one of which landed on my left arm; I got this photo using my right hand. Most of the butterflies were like this one, but there was also one with black/grey colours.