The path continues from the bridge for another half mile, up through the narrow glen, through the birches, pine larches and past numerous colourful rhododendron bushes. The scene is quieter here than the drama by the bridge, with trees now dominating the landscape, but at the head of the valley another bridge leads back over the water into the gorge below and the path continues down the left bank, dropping at one point close to a steep drop where the view back up the glen is magnificent.

The scene is reminiscent of a Chinese painting. Pine and larch swathe the upper slopes on each side of the cleft, and the little humpbacked bridge is just visible, appearing to hold both sides of the glen together. below it tumbles in a long white slash of waterfall which crashes through the gorge.

Interestingly, Robert Burns, Scotland's most renowned poet, came to Bruar in September 1787, after a visit to the Duke of Atholl, who owned the land. At that time there were very few trees around the falls which is hard to imagine today. Burns was obviously impressed by the rock features and the rushing waters, but did not very much care for the bare moorland which surrounded the water on his visit. Perhaps why many trees have been planted since to improve the aesthetic of the place.