After lunch we continued on down the creek. About 3pm we reached another pool which we tried to bypass by scrambling along the redrock wall. We stopped after about 15 minutes worth when the route we were following ended at a crack in the canyon wall that was 3ft wide and 50+ft high. I almost tried crossing it on a rock bridge, but Mike wisely insisted that we turn back. My willingness to try such things was due in large part to my float being in such bad shape, and my being an equally poor swimmer. We backtracked to the pool and it turned out to be a chest-deep wader.
About 5pm we reached the incredible 12' waterfall. Along the south side we found what appeared to be a trail heading up the south wall. Some old sneakers seemed to indicate it might be a viable route. Still being worried about my float, we followed this until it dissapeared entirely, wasting about 45 minutes. Frustrated, we quickly returned to the waterfall, and saw the route was quite obvious. Where we followed the wash upward an easy descent went down along the south wall. We hiked down and stopped to work on our floats (Mike had put a small hole in his on our little "detour", I broke into the first aid kit for some tape to aid my patch) before we swam this pool and one more right after it. At 7:30, with light fading fast, we made camp for the night and hoped that we had passed the last swim.
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