Hooker Falls and then some...

 I have immense respect for the force of water. It just keeps on flowing, going to the lowest point in front of it...always going going going. Until there's just a level place, where it slows and barely moves.

One of my all-time favorite photos of Lake Tomahawk. The snowcapped mountain looks much closer, probably because of the light of the snow.

The Swannanoa River...I'm thrilled by the force of this water coming out of the mountains, in a North Fork and a South Fork, which join and then flow to the French Broad River in Asheville. The whole valley is named for the Swannanoa.

This amazing photo of a ferry crossing probably the French Broad River. But I'm not sure. An interesting ferry.

It's for the negative ions, you know!

Water over rocks, waterfalls, water in waves coming ashore, moving water gives off negative ions, which make us feel GOOD.  I am not sure sitting water does, maybe a little bit.

So today I took the plunge and went all the way to Hooker Falls in Brevard National Forest...and I saw an amazing thing.  Not just water at a high level from rain plunging over the falls, but a couple of risk-taking men doing the same.

So here's just the first installment.

 Other men were waiting to do the same, using the raft, which they'd take back up river to come over the falls themselves...

 I'm not sure if the kayak was going to be shared, as he stayed with it after coming to land.

A kayak came over first, and I had just still photos.  For the raft, I used the video, and captured his trip with sound and action!  I'll see if blogger can handle that.  Others do it, so maybe I can figure out how.  Well, I haven't got the knack yet.  Maybe tomorrow.