Tennessee has quite a selection of gorgeous waterfalls, many tucked away on back roads that wind through small towns and farms with few signs to tell you you’re getting close. It is my joy to introduce my Californian fiancé to some of these beauties. This weekend, we hiked to Machine Falls in Short Springs Natural Area.
The falls are about 3 stories high. Most of the water pours in from the main stream above, but side creeks join up along the edges of the gully and drop their water in tinsel-thin strands. My fiancé was ill-equipped for rock-hopping and so went barefoot. Though he later saw the pumice-like effect the keen, cold water and stone had on his calloused feet, he didn’t join me as I climbed partway up the falls. Maybe I’ll get him a pair of proper Chacos and initiate him fully as an outdoorsy sort. Meanwhile he snapped a few pics of me from the lower levels. This is my favorite.
Looking forward to our next outdoor adventure! I love sharing my love with my love!