Even though theres a drought and the rivers are low. I think it still makes a pretty waterfall. We drove many miles on less then 2-track roads to get to the closes spot to enter the canyon and get to the falls. It was a 2 mile hike in full packs over deadfalls and through many side slope washouts. At least it was down hill. when we reached the falls we found a flat area to put up the tent. then we shot many pictures. that evening my neice Jen saw what she thought was 2 bear cubs run up the canyon. I told her it was baby Sasquatchs. Lol. We ate trail mix and slim Jims for supper. that morning I made us oatmeal on my Esbit pocket stove. now the hike back was much worse,ya remember it was down hill to the falls. We would climb for 5 or so minutes and take a break. when we finally got to the truck we headed to the nearest little town and at at a place called the rock River Cafe. I had a whitefish spinach omellete and Jen had their meat skillet, both were wonderfull. Sore, bruised and still lightly bleading we headed to the next falls to see.