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Ohiopyle Falls Revisited

August 4, 2019

Two years ago, during a visit to my friend’s farmstead in southwestern Pennsylvania, we took a short trip to the Ohiopyle State Park, where the Youghiogheny River leaps over rocks, forming the Ohiopyle Falls. Here’s some context, photographed in 2017. The river was just as exciting last month, when I took myriad pictures of its rushing water. I’ve winnowed them down for you. And as thrilling as the river is, so—in a far quieter way—are the still pools of water captured by depressions in the rock banks. My personal pleasure was finding Leptothrix discophora on the foot trail.











Cucumber Falls 6

July 28, 2019

Last week I spent another glorious time at my friend’s farmstead in Pennsylvania. Repeating what we had done in previous years, we went on two outings to the Youghiogheny River—to Cucumber Falls one day and Ohiopyle Falls another. Looking at last year’s photos of Cucumber Falls, I see that the same views appealed to me this year. Rather than post nearly exact repetitions, I refer you to this and this and this and this and this post from 2018. Below are some photographs of and around Cucumber Falls that don’t repeat last year’s catch, at least not much.












Cucumber Falls 5

August 13, 2018

More tamely than taking the little detour illustrated in yesterday’s post, a person can walk over to a bridge and look down on the solid-rock bed of Cucumber Run before the stream falls over the edge of the earth.




Cucumber Falls 4

August 12, 2018

Walking back up the stairs from the place of dark rocks and reflecting pools, you notice that the trail’s low wooden guard rail could very easily be breached and that you could, if you wanted, walk over to where Cucumber Run runs over the edge of the cliff. Hmmm.



Cucumber Falls 3

August 11, 2018

Here you can see the Youghiogheny River in the distance, muddy from recent rains.

Cucumber Falls 2

August 10, 2018

Strictly speaking, this photograph does not show the falls but the pooled and slowly moving water of Cucumber Run between the falls and the Youghiogheny River. The colors in the water are reflected trees and sky.

Cucumber Falls 1

August 9, 2018

You may remember, from reading this blog, that my friend’s farm in southern Pennsylvania is near the Ohiopyle Falls on the Youghiogheny River. This year the adventure leaving from the farmhouse was to a tributary of the Youghiogheny called  Cucumber Run, which turns into the Cucumber Falls on its way to the big river.

Sunstruck along the Youghiogheny River

October 28, 2017

Rocks along the Youghiogheny 11

October 27, 2017

Rocks along the Youghiogheny 10

October 26, 2017

Rocks along the Youghiogheny 9

October 25, 2017

Rocks along the Youghiogheny 8

October 24, 2017

Rocks along the Youghiogheny 7

October 23, 2017

Rocks along the Youghiogheny 6

October 22, 2017

Rocks along the Youghiogheny 5

October 21, 2017

Rocks along the Youghiogheny 4

October 20, 2017

Rocks along the Youghiogheny 3

October 19, 2017

Rocks along the Youghiogheny 2

October 18, 2017

Rocks along the Youghiogheny 1

October 17, 2017

Ohiopyle Falls on the Youghiogheny River—for Context

October 16, 2017

While we were visiting at the farm, our friends took us to nearby Ohiopyle State Park, through which flows the Youghiogheny River. The Youghiogheny is very different from “my” Vermilion River, as you can see from these photographs. No slow-moving edges here! The first photograph is taken from one side of the river, the other two from the opposite side. Tomorrow and the next few days you’ll see some rock surfaces I found along the river, which, by the way, is pronounced like yolk-eh-gainy, if I interpret the Wikipedia linguistic notation properly (/jɒkəˈɡni/). The word comes from the Algonquin word meaning “a stream flowing in a contrary direction.”  And, says Wikipedia elsewhere, “Ohiopyle” is derived from the Native American Lenape phrase ahi opihəle, which means “it turns very white,” referring to the frothy waterfalls. This knowledge makes me wonder about the origin of my state’s name, but I think I’ll save that rabbit hole for later.