We started with breakfast at the picnic area (instead of up the hill at our campsite with the silkworms and pesky flies). I believe food prepared eaten outdoors after sleeping under the stars in the fresh air could be the most vile fare available yet still taste like the heavenly wedding feast. We had omelets, apples, hot cocoa and coffee then packed up and hit the trail.
The final stretch of the trail is the best as you emerge above the tree line to a dazzling view of the opposite mountain ridge. There are craggy peaks frosted with snow and more waterfalls and snowmelt cascades than I could count. All throughout the hike we could hear the snowpack cracking and breaking apart and we strained to find the evidence of the avalanche we had heard at bedtime the night before. We never got lucky enough to witness a slide. I think because of the scale and the fact that most of what we heard was just smaller movements one would have to be staring right at the exact location at the moment the snowpack broke loose. Also, it seemed like most of the action happened at night.
Close to our campground at Newhalem is the Gorge Dam. There is a pretty spectacular waterfall with a lighted path and at night they have the falls all illuminated with colored lights. It's a little odd and as Kevin said, "Hard to improve on what God did," but still a must-see if you are here after dark.