I’ve posted a few sunset photos from this vantage point: the post at the north border of Double Ditch Indian Village, perched atop the cliff. It’s a popular point of view for local photographers, and I’ve run into a few there. But it brings up the question of what this area looks like from below.
It’s been a while since I’ve been down at the bottom of these cliffs. Back in the 1980s there used to be a big sandbar island in the middle of the river here, and we’d have big parties out there in August to say goodbye to friends before everybody left for college. We’d have a generator and sound system, volleyball nets, and boats ferrying people to and from the shore. Those were the days. So I decided to find the old foot path down to the river and poke around a little before sunset.
Wow. The path has eroded some. A lot, actually. It’s at the south end of the road now, which used to be the midpoint of the park when the road looped all the way through. Despite having a few grand worth of camera gear on my back, I decided to skate down the trail anyway. I managed not to tip over and only got a little bit muddy at the bottom, where natural drainage brings water down to the river from the hills above.
Wow, I came down that wearing a pair of Airwalks? I’m braver than I thought! I figured I’d come up with a plan for getting back up the hill later, since I didn’t even have enough traction to get down gracefully. Getting back up this way seemed highly unlikely.
Of course, that’s when I noticed a trail nice enough to call wheelchair accessible coming down from the other side of the ravine! It wasn’t exactly visible from where I came down, and seems to be relatively recent since there’s a little signage area at the top, part of the “new” park. I haven’t spent much time hoofing around the park since they took the road out, so it had escaped my attention until now. At least now I know how I’m getting back up!
The water was calm that day, my friends. There were actually a lot of graceful ripples lapping at the shore, and that is a REALLY nice sound. I had my iPod in my pack, but this time I left it there. It was a nice little meditation walk this time, something I haven’t done in way too long. The sky wasn’t really doing anything of note, so I decided to head north and investigate the shoreline along the park.
The Missouri River is low right now, as you can see. I had no problem walking on recently solid ground among fallen trees and other debris, but nothing really mindblowing. I did see some beverage cans that were old enough to be the pull-tab type from the 1970s, a C02 cylinder from a fountain pop dispenser, and a rusty 55 gallon drum. There were a lot of interesting tracks, too.
Of course, this wouldn’t be Double Ditch without any of the fabled cars at the bottom of the cliff! The grass was really tall, but I spotted at least three of them. There might even be some trim pieces on a couple of these that would be worth something on eBay. Did I just give you some ideas?
Remember that post I told you about? Here’s how it looks from a hundred feet below. of course, I zoomed in so it was actually visible in the shot. Considering the condition of these cliffs, I’m going to be a little more reluctant to stand right at the edge!
About this point, the sun was a distant memory over the horizon and I was getting cold. I didn’t have any gloves, was wearing only a light jacket and could see my breath. That’s what happens sometimes with these spur of the moment trips, I guess! I worked my way back, hands stuffed firmly in my coat pockets to keep warm, and walked easily up the established trail. I cranked the heater in my truck, dodged deer all the way back into town, and called it an evening. While I didn’t really come away with any jaw dropping photos, I still call the trip a success; it’s an angle of Double Ditch I’ve been meaning to see for a long time.
