Legend has it, many moons ago, an Indian named Norita and a brave from a rival tribe, Grey Eagle, met and fell in love. They planned to meet near a stream high on a high mountainside and elope to a land far away from both their tribes.
However, on that fateful night, Norita was confronted by braves from her own tribe instead of her Love. Fearing Grey Eagle had been killed, she leapt to her own death from the high ledges.
Mother Nature was touched by her wild beauty. She caught up Norita’s streaming tresses and from them made a Bridal Veil of falling water; from her flowing gown, She created an alter upon the face of the mountain. Then, Norita's spirit was sent out as a mist, causing a green carpet to spread over the mountainside.
The intruders fled while her saddened Love stood and gazed down at the strange yet beautiful transformation. His grief was more than he could bear, so out of compassion for his sorrow, Mother Nature molded his massive frames into the mountain and stretched his mighty shoulders high into the heavens like silent sentinels to guard over his loved one. His cries of anguish were softened into love calls to whisper forever.