Jamie and I went on a hike this weekend. For the first time in just about two months, we managed to get outside of the city limits and into some fresh, if not wet and cold, mountain air. What we thought would be a nice hike up a creek turned into the discovery of a 30 foot waterfall. Water sprayed and wind whipped as the water exploded off of the earth probably ten feet in front of us. My mind kept racing back to the falls in Costa Rica and how, though these falls were surely smaller, it seemed much more wild and dangerous...truly a spirit of the west moment. We both stood there until our clothes were wet from the spray.