Isabella Lucy Bird Bishop, Unbeaten Tracks in Japan — LETTER XXVIII-I (1880)
“ It crashed and thundered, drowning the feeble sound of human voices, the torrents from the heavens hissed through the forest, trees and logs came crashing down the hillsides, a thousand cascades added to the din, and in the bewilderment produced by such an unusual concatenation of sights and sounds we stumbled through the river, the men up to their shoulders, the horses up to their backs. ”
