Buttermilk Falls

We stumbled upon this state park in Ithaca the other day. I pulled into the entrance to turn around, and the girls took one look and wanted to explore.

So we did.

A trail, mostly stone stairs, led up beside the falls for 3/4 of a mile or so. It was filled with fairylandish vistas; around every corner was a new scene to exclaim over. Out of the rock walls beside the trail, water trickled. It was one of the wettest and most lush walks we’d ever taken.

The walk down was, in a way, more challenging. It’s hard to have the brakes on all the way. The trail down also skirted the falls much more widely, and we couldn’t see them very often. But we surely got an eyeful on the way up.