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| Little River Canyon and DeSoto State Park. |
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| Sparkly blue water at Little River Canyon. |
| The tallest of a loose pack of falls within Desoto State Park. |
| Like an ominous herd of mountain goats, my family scaled the cliffs, braving winds of over 2 mph and scorching, nearly unbearable temperatures of right around 55 degrees. I'll tell you, you have to be tough to be an adventurer. |
| What? A naked Indian? Where? |
| Moments later, Josh was temporarily blinded by an unusually large, lukewarm puddle of lilly white bird feces. |
| This is a tree. Or so said my field guide. |