Once again on the hunt, this time exploring the western extent of the M.M. Trail. Passed some boulder fields overlooking a creek, which is tantalizingly close to the description and photos. Even found what looks like the remnant of an old road. Further along, near the pond and red trail, I heard a sound of water in the distance and ventured off the path, only to find a hidden jewel of this place. Three waterfalls, each with its own sound and trajectory all poured in perfect harmony from a mossy rock shelf. This place has a grand presence to it, resembling a much larger landform. I've decided to call this gem the Three Voices, as you can clearly make out each one over the others. One crackles upon the rocks, one rushes into open water and one warbles as it drops into a crevice. Even if I don't find the hole today, just hearing this trio was worth the trip and much more.
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