I wasn’t going to publish a blog post about yesterday’s activities, as I had posted pictures and video on Facebook. I have several blog followers, though, who are not on Facebook or not my friend on Facebook. So, I decided to publish a blog post after all.
We decided to go for a drive late yesterday morning.
I wanted to go to Chadwick Bay in Dunkirk NY. I had hoped to see some waterfowl. I didn’t see any waterfowl and only a couple seagulls. The waterfowl and seagulls were probably taking cover somewhere, as the wind was howling.
From Dunkirk we drove to Gowanda NY because I wanted to find the waterfall that a friend had apprised me of in October. In October I shared a photograph of Buttermilk Falls in Ithaca NY on Facebook, and my friend commented that she “got a pic of this [waterfall] in Sept. Its beautiful.” She realized a short time later that “this isnt the falls I was thinking of, we stopped at the one very near the Gowanda Harley shop and there are no sign[s] or picnic tables but Harley staff told us it was called Buttermilk Falls.” We found the waterfall!
According to this article, this waterfall is known by several names in addition to Buttermilk Falls. The waterfall has been called Buttermilk Cascade, Waterman Cascade and Schoolmarm Falls. The waterfall is estimated to be 70 ft. tall. When there is a high flow, the waterfall can widen significantly and become pretty frothy. This is probably why the waterfall has been called Buttermilk Falls or Buttermilk Cascade. The Waterman Falls name most likely comes from the fact that a small tributary to Waterman Brook is the source of water for the waterfall. The Schoolmarm Falls name comes from the legend that a child, trapped atop the falls, was rescued by a schoolmarm, at the cost of her own life. No credible source can be found for this story.
Leaving the waterfall, we returned to Gowanda and ate lunch at a bar called “The Wicked Glen”. Bob ordered an 8 oz burger with tavern chips.
The service was good, and both meals were delicious. We would definitely return to The Wicked Glen to eat.
We were back home by 4:00 pm. It felt so good to see something other than the four walls of our house.