We did hear an amazing story about a seven year-old boy, Roger Woodward, who went over the Falls wearing only a swimsuit and a life jacket, as the result of a boating accident in 1960. He miraculously lived and his 14 year-old sister was rescued just seconds before plunging over the falls. What I like best about this story are Roger's words recorded years later in this article.
Roger gave all the glory to God claiming it wasn't luck, fate, or the spirit of Lelawala (a young Indian maiden who canoed over the Falls to avoid being married to the oldest man in the village.) Roger states, beyond a shadow of a doubt, that is was the hand of God that saved him that fateful day in July 1960. Cool!
The view of the Canadian "horseshoe" falls from the American side.
The American Falls from the American side, which is far more park-like, less busy and less commercialized than the Canadian side. It's not that the Americans aren't making money, they are just making it differently. I'm glad I was able to see the Falls from every angle. All angles are beautiful and unique in their own way.
John loved our journey under the American Falls. His favorite was listening to the squeals of the kids as they got soaked by the Falls. Good times!