Conor was eager to hit the road the day of our departure, ready to try his stream machine on the river. In addition to lessons about geography and hydrology, a hard lesson was learned about the efficacy of the stream machine shown in the picture vs. an adult wielding a 5 gallon bail out bucket! Ah yes, the school of hard knocks.
The drive down was not too bad, if you can reach that zen-like state hurtling through the desert while ignoring the jibber-jabber of your children. It took the kids about three hours to realize our constant reply of "4 hours" to their question of "how long until we get there" was a ruse.
The scenery on the way down was nice. The scale of the land reminded me of the greatest movie ever
The campsite was very nice, right on the river. Luckily the temps never got out of the 60s, so the lack of shade was not a problem.
We did a short group hike to the Corona Arch the first night. The small blue thing under the arch is a person, which gives you a sense of the scale of the arch.
The next day was a boating trip on the Colorado river. It was quite cool on the river, and with water temps in the 50s I got a bit chilly sitting in the front of the boat. I can definitely understand how people get into boating - it's a lot of fun hitting holes and waves in the rapids while furiously paddling the raft. Next year I will have a waterproof camera and should get some good shots.
The last day featured a hike up Negro Bill canyon (I just hike 'em, I don't name 'em). This is a fun hike, with a nice arch/stone bridge at the top. Reyna proved fearless, refusing help going up and down sketchy parts of the trail, or at any of the stream crossings. Check out the pictures of the kids in the light coming through the arch at the top of the hike - Chiaroscuro anyone?.
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