I had some time off for the Thanksgiving holiday so I thought I’d go and see 40 foot falls in Surry. It’s relatively quick and easy to get to and I like to visit it when the leaves are off the trees. The falls are in a heavily wooded area and before the leaves fall it’s dark enough in the forest that photography with my camera just doesn’t work there. Even at this time the pines and hemlocks cast a lot of shade but it was a bright sunny day so I thought I’d give it a try. The above photo shows what you can see of the falls from the road.
Before you get to the falls on Merriam Brook you have to cross a small stream that flows into it. You have to walk the banks to find a good place to cross. In some places it was narrow enough to step across on this day, but more often than not you have to cross on slippery stones.
Many of the stones along the stream are moss covered but not this one; I believe that’s a liverwort called greater featherwort (Plagiochila asplenioides) on that stone.
Greater featherwort likes lots of water and grows on rocks in streams and rivers, and on wet soil in the open or in shade. This was the first time I had seen this pretty little liverwort which, as liverworts go, is considered one of the largest. I think that’s because it forms large colonies, not because each plant is large. The plants themselves seem quite small to me compared to other liverworts I know.
A two inch hole through a boulder told the story of the blasting that must have gone on here, probably when the road was built. Holes were drilled into the offending ledge, filled with black powder or dynamite, and away went the ledge. I can tell that the drilling was done by machine because if the holes had been made by hand with star drills and sledge hammers they’d be five sided, not round. They might have been made with a compressed air powered drill, which was also what railroads used after the invention of the wind hammer in 1844.
Once you cross the stream it’s easy to get to the base of the falls because the Merriam brook takes a hard 90 degree left turn at this spot. 40 foot falls has a lower, middle and upper falls along this stretch of stream. Here we see the lower falls and a hint of the middle. The climb to the upper falls is steep in places but doesn’t take long.
Two things make the climb to the upper falls a little hazardous; slippery oak leaves and old bridge cables like this one that a hemlock tree has grown around. I’ve tripped over that cable and slipped on the oak leaves and have taken a couple of spills up here, but luckily nothing serious has come of it. I watched my step and picked my way up the hill this time and had no problems, but those oak leaves sure were slippery.
I’ve read that a snowmobile bridge made out of steel cables and wooden planks was washed away in severe flooding in August of 2003. Apparently this cable and a plank or two that I’ve seen is all that’s left of it. Merriam brook raged and also washed away large parts of the road and flooded houses. Several other towns had similar problems at the time.
A look back downstream reveals how strong the forces at play are, with grown trees torn up and tossed around like first year saplings. I can say for sure that I don’t want to be here when this brook floods.
Many of the scattered boulders had lichens on them so of course I had to have a look. This one was covered with rock disk lichens (Lecidella stigmatea.) These common lichens like sunshine so they’ll point you to the sunniest spots in a forest like this. They are tan or dirty gray crustose lichens that form a crust like body (thallus) that clings to the stone substrate so strongly that it becomes impossible to remove them without damaging what they grow on.
Rock disk lichens look a lot like tile lichens (Lecidea tessellate,) but tile lichens have black fruiting bodies (apothecia) that are sunken or concave and rock disk lichens have black fruiting bodies that are raised or flat. This extreme close-up of the rock disk apothecia shows how they stand proud of the body of the lichen. This is an important identifying feature so it’s a good idea to carry a loupe or a macro lens when looking at lichens.
I was surprised to see a moth fly by and hang from a twig on such a cold day; it must have been at or below freezing. I thought it must be an owlet moth, which is a winter moth that creates its own heat by shivering. Owlet moths are what pollinate late flowering witch hazel shrubs.
I was right about one thing; it is a winter moth but not an owlet moth. It is called the “winter moth” (Operophtera brumata) because it doesn’t mind the cold. The fringes on its wing edges help identify it. It was imported from Europe and is considered an invasive pest that can defoliate trees and shrubs. Adults emerge from the ground in November and December to mate, and the flightless female lays about 150 eggs under tree bark. The eggs hatch in March or April and the larvae begin to feed.
Before you know it you’ve reached the middle falls. You don’t have to work too hard photographically to blur the water here because the light is often dim enough to blur it anyway. I had to boost the light gathering ability of my camera to ISO 1600 for a few of these shots, and that’s something I rarely have to do. I was glad I had a monopod.
The deep gorge that the brook has cut through the hillside above the middle falls is a very rugged and beautiful place. I think it would be a great place to visit on a hot summer day because it’s probably always a good 10 degrees cooler here. It was certainly cool on this day.
Icicles formed wherever the water splashed.
This is where you get your first glimpse of the upper falls, tucked way back into the gorge. I don’t know if the falls actually fall 40 feet, but that wall over on the left would crush a house if it fell on one. It is easily more than 40 feet high.
I doubt you could get to the upper falls this way without getting your feet wet but even if you could you would have to climb through things like this to get there. The falls is over on the right, unseen in this photo. It looks like that tree will be one of the next to fall and be washed downstream.
You can get an okay shot of the upper falls without getting your feet wet or crawling over boulders, so that’s what I settle for. What I’d really like to do someday is get up above the falls to see what’s up there. It would be a steep slippery climb but worthwhile, I think.
A look back at some of what we came through to get here. Raging waters have stripped the stream bed right down to bedrock in places and tossed car size boulders around in others, bowling over trees. It’s amazing what water can do.
This unlucky tree had its bark stripped completely off and will most likely be carried downstream in a future flood.
Fall oyster mushrooms grew on a fallen oak. Scientists have discovered that oyster mushrooms exude “extracellular toxins” that stun fungi eating nematodes. Once the nematode has been stunned mycelium invades its body through its orifices. The mushrooms also consume bacteria in order to get nitrogen and protein, and all of this means that oyster mushrooms are a truly carnivorous mushroom.
I love it when I find things like this. This painted stone sat on top of a boulder near the upper falls. Seeing that a child loved a place enough to leave a gift behind is good for the soul, and gives me hope for the future.
There’s no better place to find yourself than sitting by a waterfall and listening to its music.
~Roland R. Kemler
Thanks for stopping in.
What’s that sbehind the upper falls? A cave ?
I’m not sure, I’ve never been back in there, but I wouldn’t be surprised if it was a cave.
A magical spot. I love all the stone and moss, and also the liverwort!
Thanks! It’s a nice spot if you like the deep woods.
It would be worth the hike to see that falls. Very pretty!
Thanks Montucky! I’ll wait until those oak leaves aren’t that slippery, I think. It was like walking on ice in spots!
What a great place to spend the day exploring not only the waterfalls themselves, but all of the other interesting and beautiful things that you saw as well. I’ve always thought it odd when I saw a moth flitting about in the cold, but recently I’ve read a few articles about the various species of moths active in the winter. I haven’t tried to identify any that I’ve seen yet, so the winter moth that you saw is a start for me.
Thanks Jerry! Yes, for a relatively small area there’s a lot to see up there.
Just yesterday I saw a lot of small insects flying in a sunbeam. I couldn’t tell what they were but since it was only about 40 degrees I was surprised to see them at all. It could be there are more “winter insects” than we realize.
This is a lovely place, Allen! I can imagine how dark it must be in the summer, and cool too. I liked the liverwort; it’s pleated ‘leaves’ look like new beech leaves. I can also see why it is called featherwort!
Thank you Clare. It has been quite a while since I’ve shown a waterfall here and this one is relatively easy to get to, but it is always a dark place, even on a sunny day.
I remember thinking how feathery that liverwort looked while I was there on the stream bank looking at it, so it has a perfect name!
I wait with interest for your post from the top of the falls.
It probably won’t happen right away.
A fascinating place…one that I would love to explore. Thank you for the post. 🙂
You’re welcome Scott. It’s a bit of a climb but I’m sure you could handle it after seeing where you’ve been!
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Interesting about the winter moth. Saw and photographed my first one yesterday. Thanks for saving me the time of trying to identify it 🙂
You’re welcome David. Glad I could help!
Looks like a magical place, thank you.
Thank you Jane, it is!
Waterfalls are special, and the power of water is indeed impressive.
Thank you Laurie. Yes, the flooding in 2003 showed us just how powerful water can be.
Waterfalls are such treasures of nature. We’ve been fortunate to have them in two places where we lived — small ones, but I loved watching and listening to their music.
Thank you Cynthia, I agree. Smaller waterfalls are best for sound, I think. These ones had a great rushing roar that you can hear from quite far away.
Thanks for taking that walk, glad that you didn’t come to grief and thanks also for the beautiful pictures you took on the way. I loved the patterns made by the lichens.
You’re welcome Susan, and thank you. That place is always slippery and I’ve learned my lesson.
I do like the way that lichen had such a bold outline.