This is the first time when I arrive near a waterfall, I won’t dare to approach it while sea the massive rocks hugged it so closely.

Visadar falls in Paresar-Gilan, Iran.

The large and powerful fall collapses in a deep and scary valley, between huge black rocks, and its roaring and clear waters sank to the bottom of the river.

To visit the waterfall, you had to stand on top of a narrow iron bridge and watch under your feet. You can go down the river as well but the road is so slippery and dangerous especially for scary cats like me!

While the landscape of trees, cold weather, and the chilly wind have opened to the heart.

The roar of the waterfall could be heard not very far which is thrilling on a whole new level.

There aren't many people here, mostly because it is probably too early. People are still asleep and the morning cold kept them away.

My cyclist friends and I ate breakfast in the wild in a quiet setting, away from cars, hustle and bustle of consumerism, which is probably why I was so angry when I saw one of them throwing garbage on the ground. So I went ahead and collected it.

It was as if I didn’t want anyone to tarnish the face of my beloved wonderland…

It wasn't long after our breakfast that suddenly a bus stopped at the top of the waterfall and people rushed out of it ... people with different looks and faces and desires ... I quickly realized that our silent paradise had taken away.

No matter ... I recorded all the moments from secluded and gorgeous land in my mind. And the past is always alive to me like the present ...