donut falls is the perfect half-day adventure. we snacked on our grahams and made our way up to the fall that was nearly hidden by snow. we'd heard about "the grotto" and were determined to find it. after a bit of scaling up the slippery snow banks, jesse found the entrance. we ducked our heads and crawled into a sizable room with space to stand. the fall came rushing in from a perfectly round hole at the top of the cave, stifling any effort to hear each other. bright green moss coved the rock ceiling, a welcome sight in this desert where we live.