Why drive to a small creek, on a rough 4x4 road that was packed with yahoos on a Labor Day weekend? Becuase if you stop half-way up, get off your butt and walk, you'll have several square miles to yourself. I really wanted to try and catch a photo of secret "waterwheel"-type water fall, but the receding snowpack had lessened the flow of Leavitt Creek enough to just make a pretty cascade without the extra blast of jumping water. What to do as a back-up? Fish, fish, take photos, fish and find a tremendous surprise nearby. Take a peek at this photo journal to see the treasure Laura found.