A glance over the shoulder a whisper in the mist, an echo through the trees. Spirit travelers, shamans and tricksters. As surely as his paddle slices the surface, he knows he is not alone. Poem by Wintercove Paddler in the early morning mist.
Go Climbing Waterfalls This guy is the ultimate one up champion. You see a frozen waterfall and take a picture of it because it's impressive. He sees a frozen waterfall and climbs it because he's impressive.