I hit a couple small waterfalls on Emile Creek and I ran down a tall one elsewhere that could open up another adventure later on.

Emile Creek is a small but rugged place.  Much of it sits within a disjointed canyon, making the whole of it difficult to traverse.  It is manageable in smaller chunks, however.

Here are links to the prior 3 trips, if anyone needs/want a refresher:

Emile Falls
Emile Creek – Trip 2
A Tale of Two Falls

I had pinpointed two small waterfalls along the creek to traipse into.  On a cool and soggy day, I headed into the forest.


Here’s a trillium I found near the creek.


This is the first waterfall.  There was a clearer vantage a bit further down the creek, but it really wasn’t worth plowing through the brush for.


Looking down the waterfall.  It’s a bit bigger than the first picture makes it out to be, probably in the 15-20′ range.  It looks less than 10′ tall in that first picture, barely above a cascade.


This was on the stretch right before the next waterfall.


Small but nice nice looking.  My Nikon AW100 has just a little bit of zoom.

From where I took that first picture of the falls, I looked into a pool and saw two long, pinkish tubes.  While the water moved gently in the pool, I noticed them moving under their own power…


Two nightcrawlers swimming in the creek.  Strange.

Also right in that same spot was this quartzy “growth” in the rock. At first, I thought it was some sort of substance that had been released from a living animal. Or that it used to be living itself. Instead, it was extremely hard and seemed to be a type of quartz.

At that point, I grew tired of plowing through wet brush in the cold to hunt down mini-falls.  I hopped back in the car and looked at my car’s GPS to see what trouble I could get into that was close by.  The time estimate was not outlandish to get to a place I had always been curious about.

Flagstone Falls is across a gully from Flagstone Peak that sits a ways south of Quartz Mountain.  There isn’t much interesting water-wise in this entire stretch, so I’ve never really felt froggy enough to jump to it.  After scooting along a iffy road for a while, I came to a downed tree and got out to hoof it the last 1/4 mile and saw this:

Not a very powerful waterfall, but there’s something interesting about it, though I can’t put my finger on it.  It’s also very tall, as the first tier measures out on Google Earth between 150-175′.  The second tier measures out between 200-225′.  That said, it’s tough to know exactly where the second tier ends, as it continues to drop a ways below the tree line.

At some point, hopefully this upcoming summer, I’ll head in and try to get a closer look at that larger upper tier.