Easter Sunday left us with enough time in the afternoon for a quick jaunt up Spearfish Canyon and a (very) quick stop off at 11th Hour Gulch. It was unusually popular and it was tough to squeeze in the time to snap off photos between groups of folks doing their best to remain vertical. (The rocks were a little slippery)

Equipped with only flip-flops, it became rapidly apparent that we weren’t going to get far. The waterfalls were flowing particular hard with the spring melt off and the usual ways of passage resembled more of a cold shower than a route upstream. We weren’t sad when we turned back at the first waterfall.

I was trying out a new tripod I bought. I went for cheap and that’s about what I got. The shots are ok but rushed and its become clear I need to re-invest in a new set of camera legs. 😉