Looking over the end of the falls, then forgetting to check my foot path as I checked my friend for leeches, I thought that it was good I don’t have a wide stance. For the first time, some joy in a lack of height. I had no planned on a strenuous hike, and my sneakers and bathing suit are the deep maroon of mountain rocks. I was not wearing socks, but if I was, they would be too.