Fluent Brittish: Provo River Falls

There has been a lot of talk about Mirror Lake Highway around here lately, what with all the Fairy Foresting and Nude Ranching.

We've been spending a lot of time in the Uinta mountains this summer, so the Mirror Lake Highway posts aren't quite done yet.

Take this post, for example, wherein I will tell you about one of my favorite places of all time: Provo River Falls.

The first time I saw the Provo River Falls as a child, my mind was blown. It was the first real water fall (i.e. something other than a trickle) that I had seen. I think I still feel a little bit of that child-like excitement when I see the Provo River Falls, and that's why I like them so much. Plus, it's one of few places where you can get out of your car and BAM! You're face to face with a waterfall!

(Hiking has its rewards and all, but sometimes it's nice to have the chance to see something beautiful while being completely lazy).

The last time I went to the Provo River Falls was when Nicky was a baby, so I was long overdue for a visit. Last weekend we headed up to the mountains, not intending to stop at the Falls, but with three children crying for a potty break, it was the perfect place to stop. I then thought, "Of course! My kids need to see the Falls! How have we not brought them here?"

All of my parenting mistakes were corrected in that moment.

The best part of the Provo River Falls is their plurality. It is not one waterfall, but several, so as you follow the trail downstream, you are met with additional waterfalls, and you can get very close to them (so don't be dumb like me and take only your long-range camera lens).