Crooked Creek
May 30, 2005
I spent over eight hours exploring the half-mile section of Crooked Creek below Mosquito Gap, in the southwest corner of Montgomery County. If I had to pick a favorite hike of the season, this would be it. The pictures on this page are generally in the same order as I took them as I slowly wandered upstream. I entered the boulder-strewn stream bed at a low-water bridge crossing. I felt out of place amid all the different colored rocks; all of my playtime has been in the River Valley and southern Ozarks, where most of the rock is sandstone, with some shale in spots. Here I had no idea what all the rocks were made of, except for the occasional vein of quartz.
Other new sights for me included huge cinnamon ferns with fronds over four feet long, and white blooms on the wild azalea bushes (the ones closer to home are pink).
I counted five small waterfall areas with enough personality to give them my own little nicknames. First was Slot falls, where the water spilled over a small gap between two huge boulders blocking the stream. A low-hanging branch from a red maple tree made me wonder what this spot would look like in the fall.
Four-stream was the biggest waterfall along this stretch of the creek. The number of streams pouring off the seven-foot dropoff probably depend on how much water is in the creek. I look forward to a return trip when there's more water.
Just below the low-water bridge at Mosquito Gap, where I exited the creek, was Triple falls. Here the creek had no choice but to run over a huge area of solid rock. The stream spilt into three parts as it spilled into another nice swimming hole worn into the rock. Just below that was a beautiful little cascade over more solid rock.
Next was Moss falls, pictured at the top of this page. I boulder-hopped across the creek to get some pictures from a different angle. Once on the other side, I slipped off the narrow pathway beside the creek and found myself waist-deep in the clear water. I realized that the water just below the falls was easily deep enough for swimming. Too bad it wasn't warm enough outside! I had a tough time moving past Black Rock falls because the black rocks were smooth and slick.