Inglis Falls

On our way out of Owen Sound after I saw that colourful tree in Harrison Park, we stopped at Inglis Falls.  I can't get to a position to see the falls, because that requires going down some stairs.  But Mrs. F.G. could, so she got the pictures.  But I have lots of memories, and I could wander a bit above the falls.

Even if you get down the first few steps, you're looking through the trees to get a picture.  I thought Mrs. F.G. did well on this one.

Above the falls is the milldam; there was a mill here for nearly 100 years.  The flat water above the dam contrasted nicely with the torrent below in my mind.

The sluice carrying water to power the mill ran from this side of the dam to the edge of the cliff where it dropped down beside the waterfall to power the mill.  This gate controlled the water in the sluice, presumably closing it off at night when the millpond could store the water for the next day.

Hard to believe this old machinery is still here after decades since the mill burned down.

Every time I see the old millstones on display I am reminded that my great-grandfather brought his grain here to be ground into flour.  

There's a bridge over the river in the short distance between the milldam and the falls, so I got my usual picture of the water disappearing over the edge.

The rest of these pictures come from Mrs. F.G.  I think she did a great job capturing different parts of the waterfall through the trees.

All the way down to the gorge beneath the falls.

I like this illustration of the old mill on the wall of a small remaining building.  It shows the old mill as people would have seen it from the front.  I can just imagine my great-grandfather pulling up here in his horse and wagon with his grain for the mill.  The upper illustration shows the mill from below, for it was built below the cliff, and towered at least 6 stories.