This is my post for # freewriters 2359 prompt over the waterfall hosted by @mariannewest
On a sister trip to Vermont, we went on a walk through the woods, it was the most beautiful place I had ever seen and had the privilege to walk, I wish I had taken more pictures. We were going to the spot where an old hotel was built, it had a sulfur water spring coming out of the side of a hill. The story goes something like this, the hotel was built on sacred Indian grounds and it burnt down, it was built back, and again it burned to the ground and never built back, there was more to the story but I can not remember it.
We came to this river, I have no idea which one it is but I saw these rocks that looked if they were placed there and wondered if the Indians built it as a trap to catch fish.
We saw this bird, I think it is a grouse, I have never eaten a grouse, and since everything tastes like chicken I wondered if it would, too.
Then I got worried, here we were 5 women, no telling how many miles into the woods with the only protection being the sticks that some of us picked up to use as walking sticks, and we saw this moose track.
This little river was as serene as they come, I wished I could sit in this spot and watch the water flow by, but my sister who was taking us to the sulfur spring said we had a ways to go.
Next, we came to this, it is a huge rock over the waterfall, now I insisted we sit and take this in.
To me, this was a magical spot. I loved how the water was rushing from a small opening under the rock.
A little further up the river, we found another small waterfall, it looked like the water had carved its way through the rocks.
We did take water to drink, but this was not water, one sister called it firewater and after each of us took a sip.
The sister who took us to this sulfur spring wanted to leave the rest of the firewater as some sort of offering for us being on the land, so we did. Others had left little trinkets at the spring.
