“We lay there bathed in sunshine, inhaling the soft sea breezes, revelling in the intense blue of the sky. It was the luxury of a refined existence. Our very solitude added a thousandfold to the charms of this wide and high expanse. On either side, the cliffs were grand and wild, the coast was broken and uneven. Tongues of land stretched point beyond point. Down a great height of perpendicular cliff tumbled and tossed the loveliest of waterfalls, all spray and foam and fantastic grace. If anything in these southern climes could remind one of Norway, it was this. In those northern latitudes I had seen hundreds of falls of which this might be an exact counterpart.
The great storm of Saturday had no doubt swelled the torrent, and for the moment the body of water was formidable.”