When I was 12 in 1958 my parents and I spent the day and night in Dunsmuir. We walked down the railroad track until we came to the most spectacular sight, Mossbrae Falls. I again saw them from a train in 1982 and was thrilled to have the experience again. I understand that you can no longer walk on the tracks( it never was safe) but I will never forget the simple elegance of the wall of water cascading down the rock wall. A memory to last a lifetime.
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