This was my first time visiting Tukad Yeh Cepung waterfall. There are _plenty_ of waterfalls in Bali—especially in Bangli, Gianyar, and Singaraja regencies. Many are already popular, and many more are still waiting to be discovered. But somehow, I had never made it to this one—until today.

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Over the years, this waterfall has gained fame. A lot of tourists have been here, and I finally decided it was time to see what the fuss was all about.

Now, there’s one thing that almost all waterfalls in Bali have in common: **challenging tracks**. And yes, this one didn’t disappoint. From the parking area, I walked along a dirt road that winds through a quiet village, with local stalls and shops on both sides. A few minutes in, I met a local man standing by the path. He seemed to be in charge of checking visitors—but mostly, he just pointed us in the right direction.

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This time, I was told to take a slightly different route, passing a Balinese temple on the right. I walked past it, then came the stairs.

“Oh boy... here we go again,” I thought.

The stairs weren’t just steep—they were oversized. Maybe it was a clever way to save on building materials, but climbing them felt like a leg workout I didn’t sign up for. After that, the path leveled out, leading me through a small river and a farming area. But the peace didn’t last long. A steep staircase waited ahead, plunging down into another riverbed.

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As I was slowly descending, a man was climbing back up with his family. Judging by his accent, I guessed they were from Australia. With a dramatic sigh, he yelled out,  
**“Whose stupid idea was this?!”**

I burst out laughing and shouted back,  
**“Yeah, whose idea was it?”**

He grinned and said,  
**“Mine. Now we all have to climb back up!”**

Classic. I loved the humor—and the honesty. I knew I’d be saying the same thing soon.

I continued my way down until I reached the shallow river. The water was gentle, and the rocks weren’t too slippery, but I still had to tread carefully. Then came a tunnel with large rocks partially blocking the way. I ducked under a low opening, and after squeezing through, I found myself in a stunning cave.

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And there it was.

A waterfall, flowing through a crack in the rocks, looked like a sheer curtain of water falling softly from above. Light streamed in from the top, making it look almost magical. It was breathtaking.

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Tourists stood inside the cave, posing for pictures with the shimmering curtain behind them. I, on the other hand, was already exhausted. I didn’t go in. I just stood there, soaked in the moment... and mentally prepared myself for the climb back up.

And then it hit me.

**Whose stupid idea was this?**

Oh right—mine.