Following the creek gently downhill made for laid back hiking but the crossings became increasingly challenging. Near the top of Hunt Fish Falls, there was no obvious good place to cross. Everyone spread out to scout it, and the next thing I knew, Mike was attempting to cross in thigh-high swift current. I watched him - not much I could do but at least see if he is okay. He slipped and got a good dunking but quickly regained his footing. The look in his eyes said he learned a lesson about fast moving water. He made it across, but the rest of us crossed at another point. I never really felt like we found the intended entry point because the water was so high.
Gragg Prong Falls