Located along Crooked Fork Creek of Morgan Country, in Wartburg, Tennessee, these photographs are available as prints and include:
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Over the Ledge
Jagged rock ledges terrace the gorge of Crooked Fork Creek, housing the picturesque Lower Potter’s Falls on the Cumberland Plateau in Tennessee.
Lower Potter’s Falls
A short distance further downstream from Upper Potter’s Falls is, you guessed it – Lower Potter’s Falls. A two-tier waterfall located along Crooked Fork Creek on the Cumberland Plateau in Tennessee, it’s a picturesque setting with several large boulders resting on geological terraces.
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Lower Potter’s Falls
This is Lower Potter’s Falls, located along Crooked Fork Creek in Wartburg, Tennessee, photographed this past autumn. Prints are available in my gallery.
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More Autumn Than Agua
This is Lower Potter’s Falls, located on the Cumberland Plateau along Crooked Fork Creek, in Wartburg, Tennessee. Despite seasonally low water levels, it’s still a wonderful area to visit, and the autumnal change of colors adds to the beauty.
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Crooked Fork Creek
Located on the Cumberland Plateau near Wartburg, Tennessee, Crooked Fork Creek is a tributary to Emory River – as seen here, photographed during a period of low water. These scenic photographs with angled terrace, rocks and reflections are available on a variety of prints in my gallery at Pixels…
I shot this photograph soon after sunrise this morning at Upper Potter’s Falls. It’s located on the Cumberland Plateau along Crooked Fork Creek, a short distance from Wartburg, Tennessee. You can visit my galleries for a broad selection of great prints and more. Thanks very much!
Lower Potter’s Falls
Prints are available featuring this photograph. Located along Crooked Fork Creek in Wartburg, Tennessee, Lower Potter’s Falls is a scenic, two-tiered waterfall standing 12-feet tall. You can visit these galleries to see more: Pixels, ArtPal. Thanks for stopping by!
Lower Potter’s Falls
Normally a quiet, 18-foot tall waterfall on Crooked Fork Creek, located in Wartburg, Tennessee, this photograph features a very powerful Potter’s Falls, as seen following substantial rainfall. Many prints and more are available in the following galleries –
Located on the Cumberland Plateau in Tennessee, this photograph of Upper Potter’s Falls was taken soon after sunrise, with an outdoor temperature of only 20 degrees, and mist frozen on trees. Hanging from a tree is a knotted-rope swing, pushed forward slightly by winds generated from falling water. If you’d like to see more, many prints are available in my gallery at Fine Art America. Thanks for stopping by!
Go With the Flow
Water races to catch up with itself at Lower Potter’s Falls, located along Crooked Fork Creek on the Cumberland Plateau in Morgan County, near Wartburg, Tennessee. So that you may find the perfect accent piece for a wall in your home, many different prints are available in my gallery to review. Come by and have a look around!
Rush of Water
A high volume of water rushes downstream over Lower Potter’s Falls, located along Crooked Fork on the Cumberland Plateau of Tennessee. These dangerous currents are best enjoyed from a safe distance, such as on a wall in your home or place of work. You can visit my galleries at Pixels and/or Redbubble to discover several prints and other fine items available. Thanks very much!
This is Lower Potter’s Falls, located on Crooked Fork Creek – a tributary to Emory River, on the Cumberland Plateau. Prints available.
These photographs were taken following several days of heavy rainfall in the area around Wartburg, Tennessee. Prints available.
I’ve included a photograph from my visit to Lower Potter’s Falls in October 2021, below, so as to contrast the volume of water present…
Lessons From the Trail
By definition, waterfalls are always moving, following gravity. And, at times, falls may disappear – flowing underground, or, with seasonal changes, run dry. Furthermore, though a waterfall may be visible, getting close for a photograph often poses significant challenges.
During an early morning visit to Middle Fork Falls, my first time on site, it soon became apparent that the best views were from the other side of the river. Hiking around the upper plateau was easy, though views remained obscured by many small trees and branches. For a better perspective, I’d need to descend the steep hillside.
Here, the hazards were many. In addition to steepness, several successive days of heavy rainfall had fully saturated the topsoil. Some footholds remained secure for no more than only a few seconds before giving way to slide in mud. On such a grade, stopping oneself from a slip might not be possible until some 50-feet below, on the rocks at waters edge.
The ground was covered with rocks of varying sizes, each hidden under wet leaves, an issue which could not be overlooked. Small rocks wouldn’t support my weight, and large rocks – more flat than round – mirrored the angle of the slope, usually encased with a slippery, mossy-film and hazardous. So, I sought to use medium sized rocks as footholds, as these could be pushed into the ground some distance, binding long enough to provide safe footing.
There were also some smaller, 1″-wide young trees, useful for stepping topside, though not trustworthy as handholds. Most useful were my trekking poles, without which I could not have proceeded.
Next, I traveled to nearby Potter’s Falls, where, as I began to drive down into the gorge, was greeted by a substantial roar of water through the forest, and would soon face another sort of challenge.
Potter’s Falls has an upper and lower set of falls, and the river – Crooked Fork Creek – has a bridge to cross. While taking photographs on the south side of the waterway, I observed a 25-foot tall waterfall some distance away, tucked among the trees along a hillside, though deemed the terrain too dangerous to traverse. So, I set off across the bridge to the north side for a better look.
Crooked Fork Creek was full from recent rains, flowing high on the banks with fierce currents. If in the primary channel, one would surely be washed away downstream, thrashed into rocks and drowned. So, I thoughtfully set my sights on the safest options nearest to what may be defined as the edge, or shore.
I could see the waterfall across the river, though many trees impaired my direct line of sight. And, there were dozens of rocks in the water (some quite large), several of which appeared close enough that I might be able to use safely as stepping stones – climbing toward a single point I’d identified as best from which to photograph the falls.
Note: this particular waterfall has no name, present only temporarily and solely as a result of the deluge from recent rainfall, a channel from which to drain downhill into the river.
Part of this challenge was to ascertain the most viable route via closely-situated rocks and trees, most of which whose trunks were underwater. So, standing back I used my eyes to follow a variety of potential pathways, those which seemed plausible, until I decided upon the best way forward.
On slippery surfaces, it’s important to keep ones knees bent with each step, the movement of which need be slow and deliberate; indeed, one step at a time. Branches should supplement stability as handholds, if only for balance, and trekking poles are also very useful to test rocks and logs for movement before entrusting ones full weight.
After approximately 20 minutes of slow progress from shore, I had only one gap to bridge – a final area judged too broad and slippery to step across. So, using my trekking poles to tamp unseen surfaces beneath the rolling, muddy river, I carefully walked a short distance through knee deep water, shoreside of the rocks and away from the channel, cautious with each step so as not to wrench my ankles between rocks.
Climbing back out of the water and on to the furthest and final rock of my route, I learned then that the view for taking photographs was only decent, at best. Nevertheless, I’d safely navigated the first half of this challenge, which I considered a successful endeavor and worthy of sharing, herein.
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