Today we stopped in at Snow Falls in Paris, ME to do a little more geocaching. Today “Team PlasteredDragon” was myself, Patty, and Lynnea. The falls were quite lovely but not exactly waterfalls. More like a natural rock sluice through which the water rushes rapidly.

I remarked to Patty that perhaps the name was a joke, as in “Look, there's no falls.” However we could see that the waterline was low so I suspected that after a rain or during the spring melt, the falls are probably much more spectacular. I suspect, in fact, that is the real reason it is called Snow Falls, because it is at its highest during snowmelt.

But even without big falls the area was still fascinating. The Little Androscoggin River has been coursing through here for centuries, carving an amazing series of gorges and whorls of stone. In fact as we watched we noticed one spot where a small permanent whirlpool with a diameter of perhaps a foot and a half churned and churned slowly working away at the surrounding stone. We spent awhile tossing small pebbles down into the gorge attempting to hit the funnel, but no luck.

The cache was on the other side of the river, fortunately a wooden footbridge extended over the gorge and after loitering thereupon for a moment, we continued across and set about hunting for the cache. It only took a few minutes to track it down and we settled in a scenic spot to crack it open while black winged damselflies with neon blue and green bodies flittered about near us.

It was a brief excursion but very pleasant.  Check out the pictures.