Where We Be
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| The Maid of the Mist lives up to her name on this stormy day |
| Magnificent Horseshoe Falls from the Canadian side |
| Close-up view of Horseshoe Falls from Maid of the Mist. Being this close to the falls is like being in a sideways rainstorm. |
| Happy to be aboard and wearing two layers of rain gear! |
| Looking across to a viewing platform on the American side |
| American Falls just east of Horseshoe Falls are also stunningly beautiful |
| We walked through a 650-foot tunnel bored into the rock behind Horseshoe Falls |
| Not much of a view, but viscerally impressive! |
| Our first glimpse of Horseshoe Falls flowing over the precipice |
| Robin in her Robin's-egg-blue rain slicker |
| Glad we came! This place exceeded our expectations. |
| The plume of mist rising from Horseshoe Falls is visible well before you reach the edge |
| As if the falls weren't beautiful enough on their own, a rainbow suddenly appeared |
| Sunshine brightens American Falls by late afternoon |
| As we were leaving, we caught sight of this full rainbow arcing over the falls |
| Niagara Falls, Canada |
This was my first time to the Canadian side of
Niagara Falls, and Robin's second. The better
panoramas are definitely from the Canadian
side. We parked on the southern outskirts of
Niagara and headed in the same direction as
the flowing water – towards the big drop-off.
The roar got louder as we walked closer and
you could see the spume of mist rising up.
Ahhh! Our first view of Horseshoe Falls from
the Canadian side – what a dramatic sight! It
was exciting watching the tiny “Maid of the
Mist” boats venture towards the falls, tossed
in the roiling water beneath a forbidding sky.
After soaking up all the overlook views, we
ventured to the Maid of the Mist for our own
ride. We donned cheap rain ponchos and
took up positions near the bow. Mist struck
us as we approached American Falls, and
things got really interesting as we neared
Horseshoe Falls. The wind blew hard enough
that my cheap rain poncho blew all over the
place to the point that I could hardly see. The
water came in a continuous sheet. It felt like
we were in a sideways rainstorm. We felt the
power of the waterfall in a way we hadn’t from
any other angle. As we made our way back to
the dock, we both had big smiles plastered
on our wet faces.
Niagara Falls, and Robin's second. The better
panoramas are definitely from the Canadian
side. We parked on the southern outskirts of
Niagara and headed in the same direction as
the flowing water – towards the big drop-off.
The roar got louder as we walked closer and
you could see the spume of mist rising up.
Ahhh! Our first view of Horseshoe Falls from
the Canadian side – what a dramatic sight! It
was exciting watching the tiny “Maid of the
Mist” boats venture towards the falls, tossed
in the roiling water beneath a forbidding sky.
After soaking up all the overlook views, we
ventured to the Maid of the Mist for our own
ride. We donned cheap rain ponchos and
took up positions near the bow. Mist struck
us as we approached American Falls, and
things got really interesting as we neared
Horseshoe Falls. The wind blew hard enough
that my cheap rain poncho blew all over the
place to the point that I could hardly see. The
water came in a continuous sheet. It felt like
we were in a sideways rainstorm. We felt the
power of the waterfall in a way we hadn’t from
any other angle. As we made our way back to
the dock, we both had big smiles plastered
on our wet faces.
