Ohio University - Athena Yearbook (Athens, OH)

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ASH CAVE You walk with your girl down a winding path to stand surrounded on three sides by a gigantic horseshoe of sandstone. She throws back her head to search for the sky, murmuring in awe. Her voice, soft and sweet, becomes a whisper echoing across the wide expanse. She dashes ahead of you up a circular log stairway to the source of the waterfall. In a grand gesture you toss a twig into the current and watch it hurtle downward on its one-way journey to the valley floor and suddenly you loose your feeling of power in awareness of the grandeur about you.

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OLD MAN ' S CAVE You amble across an arched foot-bridge of sfone and watch a stream licking hungrily at fragile slices of ice bordering its rocky channel. Skidding on mud and patches of snow, you follow its frantic flight until you stand beneath the precariously tilted walls of the cave and gaze at the plunge oool, a mirror of ice broken by the doric column of flowing silver. And now up and up, until you stand on a ledge overlooking the falls. You think of the old man who lived here and of how he might have watched the icy plunge pool flood with spring waters, disappear in the summer heat and turn to ice again.

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CEDAR FALLS All around you the Cedars whisper softly and you strain your ears to learn their secret. You come to a fork in the path and look to )hem to tell you which one to take. On a steady down-grade you scramble over carpets of brown needles. Just ahead you hear the roar of a mighty waterfa and now the path is level. Suddenly you know why the Cedars whispered. There is no waterfall, but a little stream trickling over the face o the cliff. And you laugh at it for fooling you and stand there just enjoying the sound. 30