On Thursday Alexander and I went to Leone Falls. We had no idea what to expect, we just saw it on the map and decided to check it out.
It wasn’t that great.
The waterfall itself was impressive, quite a bit of water and straight drop of about 30 feet.
(That’s Alexander taking video and narrating in Russian. He does that all the time. For some reason I find it really entertaining.)
We were all set for a long hike in the rainforest, but the waterfall was only a two-minute walk from where we parked. The other big disappointment was all the concrete and rusty pipe around the pool. It looked like it had been used to store fresh water for the village below, and there were the remains of what might once have been a water-powered mill or possibly a small hydroelectric plant. Now it’s just a bunch of ugly, rusty junk.
We spent a while trying to get up to the top so that we could follow the river farther upstream, but the cliffs were too steep without a rope.
The most exciting part were the dogs that lived at the house near the start of the trail. There are dogs everywhere (and I mean everywhere) in Samoa, and aside from the centipedes they’re the only dangerous land animal around. Most have collars and more-or-less belong to someone but are pretty much left to fend for themselves. Consequently, they are territorial and aggressive. Most people carry a heavy stick when out walking and a lot of dogs will stay just out of reach while barking maniacally until you’re past their territory. The only thing most dogs have been “trained” to do is run away if you bend down to pick up a rock or pretend to throw something at them. The dogs on the way to Leone Falls really didn’t like us being in their yard and we didn’t much like being there either. They snarled and lunged at us, we waved our sticks and shouted, and both sides were much happier when we drove away.
With all of the other great things to see and do on this island, I doubt I’ll be going back to Leone Falls.