At this point the cliffs were still higher and exceedingly abrupt.

From the roar of the water I was sure that the fall would be in sight if we turned the corner at the bend of the river; accordingly I ordered the boatmen to row as far as they could.

To this they at first objected, as they wished to stop at the deserted fishing village, which they explained was to be the limit of the journey, further progress being impossible.
However, I explained that I merely wished to see the falls, and they rowed immediately up the stream, which was now strong against us.

Upon rounding the corner a magnificent sight burst suddenly upon us.

On either side the river were beautifully wooded cliffs rising abruptly to a height of about 300 feet; rocks were jutting out from the intensely green foliage; and rushing through a gap that cleft the rock exactly before us, the river, contracted from a grand stream, was pent up in a narrow gorge of scarcely fifty yards in width.