ng trip down the Colorado River. We hit an area called Westwater Canyon. It's on the Colorado border and right before Moab and Lake Powell. Pretty much the entire river gets squished in a small canyon with 300ft high walls. Depending on the water level, there is some really fun rapids.So each year I go through the ritual of calling into the forest service to try and get 1 of 5 permits issued for any given day. For those of you who can remember pre-internet days, it's much like calling in to get tickets to a U2 concert in Utah. Or for those of the younger genereation, it's about as hard as scoring some tickets to go see Mylie Cyrus, not that I have ever tried...I swear!
Anyway, I finally got some tickets and we headed off. We had a fun group of about 17 of us in 3 boats with our faithful guides. The day started out a little cold, but quickly warmed up. The water level was almost perfect and gave us a great run. My highlight (besides when my friend Riley surprised us with his European Speedo) was when as we headed into the biggest rapid, my friend and guide Tito was launched out from the back of the boat into the water and as he sailed through the air said "Do your best!"
I can't wait until next year's run.
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