The view from the lookout at dawn was worth the climb. After a night of restless sleep, Charlotte decided to burn off the excess energy by retracing her steps from the other night. It was just light enough to avoid needing a flashlight when she’d followed the path from the main road, and the higher she got, the brighter the sky.
Around her, the air was alive with birdsong, competing against the cascade of the falls. It was a bit unnerving to discover how close she’d been at times to slippery edges and possibly falling by wandering around in the dark. Even though the lookout had a sturdy rail, it didn’t fully surround the area and a person might lose sight of the edge and tumble over.
And it was a long way down. Charlotte peered over the side. There was an almost sheer drop to the river o
