Green River and The Canyonlands National Park
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This was a fantastic week long journey through time and space. Venturing into the Canyonlands National Park, we stared in awe at some of natures greatest creations, witnessed the folly of modern man, experienced the ruins of ancient cultures, and became fast friends as this incredible journey unfolded before us. I will put our journey in pictures and text here, but it will do very little to actually represent this fantastic trip. If you see anything here the least little bit interesting you can magnify it by about 1000 by seeing it yourself. If this web site helps make up your mind to go to Green River too, send me an email will you? I would love to go again. (rw 6/15/2007)
Journal entry Sunday, May 20 2007. Somewhere outside Green River Utah. Our journey begins like many other river journeys, with a ride in a van. Below, Sean from Tex's Riverways guides us through back country Utah.
This ain't Oregon. Sand dunes frozen in time rim the crumbling old highway just outside the city of Green River.
A little bit of morning chat starts out the day. Already the long road trip to Utah is beginning to fade in memory. Well for most of us anyway Sandra.
After we leave our cars in Moab Utah Sean takes us back to the Green River State Park. The trip will conclude in Moab eventually and more about that later.
Below the gear sort begins. All that stuff goes into 4 little canoes and it will sustain 7 people for a week.
Sean instructs us on the use of the poopadero. The BLM requires you bring and use one of these devices, as well as a firepan. Also in your boat, life jackets are required for each member of your party, whistles and an extra paddle per boat is required.
We load up and launch. A beautiful day, and the current is about 3 to 4 miles per hour. Below that bridge in the picture is a rapid known as The Auger. It was no biggie at this rate of flow. (There really is a canoe under that pile of stuff.)
Here's Travis and Sandra and their respective assembly of gear. There were 2 things we brought we did not use. The river wing and the screen room. That was a good thing.
On our first break we find the beach loaded with all kinds of pointy sharp things that the desert produces. Wear shoes or good sandals. But hang on to them because here is where we also first discovered sucking mud.
Here's Barb. She definitely has utilized every square inch of her Old Towne Pack canoe
You're wandering the desert in a canoe? This is nuts. Go back home.