Part 2 of 4: When the music stops . . .
We reach the canyon bottom and the trees that reside there. Most of them were burned in 2011, not alive:
The exuberance of the flowers here seemed to be celebrating new life, a good thing to celebrate, plus here were whole stands of trees untouched by the great fire:
As we approach the end of Trail 214, we are once again at a place we visited last time we came here, where Sitting Bull Springs gushes water out of the Earth that flows downstream to nourish my dancing friends and a whole valley full of life until it falls over a rock ledge and become Sitting Bull Falls.
As I was admiring the water in the canyon bottom here:
I had a scare: this evidence of a huge wall of water having come through, this high pile of debris, was NOT here before. I began to worry:
Not too near the creek was more happy, exuberant vegetation:
It was not long after that I came to the place where the trail crosses the creek, and the look of this place and its small lake was quite different from before, it had been scoured, scrubbed of the remaining vegetation and was mostly just bare rock now:
The trees on the right of this little lake included my two favorites. I had a sinking feeling as I approached them. The next page will show what I found.
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