“Excelsior” is the motto of New York State, “Ever Upwards,” and this works for the glen. A series of little waterfalls, the tallest is actually a thin cascade over one hundred feet tall. First time I’ve hiked here. A few miles from the much better-known Watkins Glen, but this one isn’t a park. The “entrance” or mouth of the glen is unmarked, and unattractive, a narrow opening next to a highway, so it doesn’t attract many people. But one minute’s walk and it’s quiet and picturesque – the tiny waterfalls are great. There are two other issues, though. One, there’s very definitely sulfur in them there hills, and the stream smells of it. Two, it’s a good place to break your neck. Don’t bring children. It’s private land, and hiking is allowed, but no real trail in parts, so it’s a scramble over slick, crumbling shale and clay. I’d advise real caution going up the stream bed, or along it, and normally I never say stuff like that. This is a very slippery place, and one member of my party, who was being careful, stepped on a root and went down a slope. Fast. Luckily a two-inch sapling snagged her before she went over and hit the rocks, and nothing broken. And she wasn’t carrying my camera, so everything was ok in the end. The Finger Lakes Trail passes close by, but it’s been routed away from the glen, and you won’t see most of the falls by staying on it.