Mena Waterfall

Red Opel Astra is slow.

Cave Above Parking Lot

Lots of bats.  We make Prometheus jokes about taking off our helmets for no reason (inside joke...you have to see the movie).

Exploring canyon bottom

Path is at top of canyon.  Hike straight up to rim and look down.  Our car is a speck.

Flowers

Canyon big. Canyon long. We hike for an hour or so.

Kev mixes it up with the retirees. I high-five a nice 75-year old lady, but Kev misses the shot, DESPITE THE FACT I TOLD HIM I WAS GOING TO!  She loved it, of course, and even expanded it to the rarely seen double high-five. We are now planning an international diplomacy company/school based on the high-five (name suggestions welcome).

(These folks were great. Thing was, they made it there with canes. Also, Drew missed his moment. Saying be ready and then high-giving a geriatric 5 minutes later does not count.-KK)

Bridges lead down into the canyon.  They look kinda old...

Oh, a red sign.

Don't know what, "No Mocta!" means, but it probably ain't good.  We decide to stay off the rickety, rotting bridges.

We find the waterfall!  We swim out to it.  Kev swims under it and almost gets sucked into circular churning.  Water was refreshingly cool (air temp is 93),  we're hoping we didn't get that one parasite that swims up the urine stream into your wang...