There's a passing rain shower and we cross the river a third time, each time it's a bit deeper and running a bit faster. I put my camera in a ziplock bag in the backpack each time so I don't have any pictures of the river. The trail is leading us back towards the high cliffs overhead. There's a sign warning folks that falling rocks are possible and a bag of hard hats on the side of the track. We're all hot and sticky and ready to find this waterfall. It's back in there somewhere, god it's beautiful here.