Who are we to call these folk “Crazy Seniors”?
We are just about to go down the same trail they are coming up. It’s a gorgeous sunny day here in the Niagara peninsula and as usual, we are out for our pretty regular morning hike. We haven’t done the Niagara Whirlpool trail for months so Angel says “today’s the day, lets do it”.
This trail goes down the Niagara escarpment to the Whirlpool, a popular tourist destination where people ooh and ah as the Niagara river changes directions ninety degrees, hence a whirlpool as the water takes the hard right turn. Except the tourists check it out from the lookout on the Niagara Parkway right at the top or, from the American side at the sate park in New York properly named Whirlpool State Park.
Back in the “good old days” when people tried to do the falls in a barrel or a boat this is where they came to pick up the bodies of the ones who didn’t make it over alive. It was the perfect spot: The current in the Niagara river carried the deceased to the whirlpool and were netted as they conveniently whirled around and around . This was also a convenient spot for tourists to pick up the bodies of their loved ones who got “a little too close” to the falls during their vacation visit.
The local chamber of commerce doesn’t like to talk about this but Niagara Falls is a rumored to be a very popular spot for suicides. You may want to read about William “Red” Hill. In the early 1900’s he apparently collected well over a hundred bodies out of the river in this area.
As you can see, you drop a few hundred feet pretty quickly as you go down the trail to the river, but the difficult part is truly the 1339 steps (I wonder how many steps it is for Angel?) back to the top. How do I know how many steps you might ask. the step counter on my smartphone told me it was 2678 steps round trip. Because of many years education I know how to divide by 2.
Now we’re back home and I’m telling you all about our adventure while Marilyn is down in “Studio M” playing with her new sewing machine.
“Niagara Falls is simply a vast unnecessary amount of water going over the wrong way and then falling over unnecessary cliffs…the wonder would be if the water did not fall” Oscar Wilde