Personal Narrative: Maple Falls

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After I crossed the bridge, it dawned on me what had happened to the bridge. It just started to rust so it didn't happen too long ago. It was either the flood from 2006 or 2008 that completely twisted the metal bridge in to an almost unrecognizable heap. As I turned to continue my hike toward Maple Falls, I began to think, "What was I going to encounter later that day or any other day on the mountain that was effected by the floods?" "You see class, this is why it's smart to call the park and get trail conditions before you head out for the day." I thought that several times as the trail got higher and higher from the canyon floor while it also became more and more narrow. I had a vertical, exposed dirt wall on my right that went

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