Bridal Veil Falls (noun, not verb)

Not particularly sunny outside today, but I just had to get out of the house.  At about 3:00pm, after jiu jitsu class, a piano student and a short, but luscious wee nap, I hit the road.  

I had no plans, just jumped in the car and headed east on Highway 1.  I always keep the things I find essential in the back of my vehicle:  sketch book, pencil, rubber boots, rain jacket, umbrella, pillow, blanket, candle and yes, a wine opener.  

As I passed my home town of Chilliwack, I thought of Bridal Falls (FYI, we 'locals' don't always use "Veil" in the title) and how I haven't been there since I was a kid. 

As I mentioned in the video, the poplar tree fluff was oddly suspended in the air - looked real ethereal - too bad I didn't catch it before the breeze picked up and changed that particular aura. Too bad this video is actually too small to see things clearly...

I parked my car, donned my rain jacket (just in case), pocketed my camera and stepped out into a marvelously fresh and mossy aroma.  Before going anywhere, it was a definite MUST to stop right there and take a full moment to close my eyes and breathe it all in to spark my senses.

The sign said:  "Bridal Veil Falls, 15 min".  Well, it wasn't even that, and I arrived at the base.  

Ah yes... this is it [insert nostalgic smile here] ... remind any of you guys from CSSS of the 1983 school year book cover?  Well, that's the first thing that popped into my head at that very moment... here's my similar photo of that cover:

Remember?

I started my decent to do some more exploring.

Heading back to my vehicle:

  

A simple, spontaneous mini adventure that guided me to unexpected memories while renewing my spirit and reviving my senses.  An afternoon well spent.