Minnesota hazing?

We went to the Hidden Falls park. We walked as far north as the fence that marks the park boundary and a goodly ways south (past the MN River junction). At one point, Kev said, in his best Westley voice, "Hidden Falls? I don't believe they exist." But none came leaping out of the trees to wrestle him. Which is probably just as well, as there were no flame spurts for him to roll the falls upon and thus defeat them.

Still. Awfully darn hidden if you ask me.