Last Sunday I hiked into the gorge at Penitentiary Glen in order to paint a set of falls, but when I saw the giant icicles lining the sandstone walls, I changed my mind. It was a strenuous trip up the gorge, climbing under and over logs, criss-crossing the stream several times, and breaking through the ice into water that was well over the tops of my boots. After painting for 1 1/2 hours, I decided to finish the painting in my studio, something I rarely do, as my feet were freezing. I carefully climbed the face of a sloping waterfall, and exited the southern end of the gorge, as I had no desire to backtrack the half-mile through the obstacle course I'd endured to get there.
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