By Adam Capelin
There’s something surreal about watching a colossal river collapse right in front of you into an abyss of roaring mist. It fills your vision and blocks your ears with a wall of white destructive noise.
Standing on the edge of the Devils Throat on the Argentinian side of Iguazu falls, the sensation is at once both terrifying and captivating. It’s an awesome sight. The volume of water crashing into itself far below has no where to go and huge plumes of mist are blasted back skyward above the falling river creating clouds above the falls.