The life and times of sweaty, dirty, tired WLOSer

From the Inside WLOS blog, here's Heather Graf:

The walk there wasn't too bad but the walk back was uphill, and I literally thought I was going to have to be rescued myself. It's sort of reporter-photographer etiquette that when you have to walk a long way, the reporter carries the photographer's tripod. It's only fair. Luckily, I had brought a pair of tennis shoes just not a change of clothes. So picture this: John and I are headed back to our car, sweating profusely. My legs and my lungs are burning, my skirt is covered in dirt, my hair is a mess, and my arms are about to fall off. Every five minutes, I make John stop to take a break. At one point, we passed a group of hikers headed to the falls, and one of them said "Oh, you're that reporter everyone's talking about in the parking lot."

I was mortified! It was rough, but eventually, we made it. I'm just glad I remembered my tennis shoes. Just think how bad it would have been if I had to hike to the waterfall in high heels!