
After a four-and-a-half hour drive along I-86 and I-390, we arrive at Letchworth State Park.
The roar of Portage Middle Falls, the mist from its waters caressing or faces, the ascending stairs and switchbacks to the Upper Falls: We enjoy every moment of this oasis of serenity.
An exquisite dinner, and a final, twilight walk to Lower Falls end a magnificent first day in New York State’s best kept secret.
soft footsteps
from a canopy of pines
afternoon birdsongs
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