BACKGROUND
A few years back I was fortunate to have my son Clayton join me and a few other urban adventurers for a weeklong raft trip through the Grand Canyon. Some of you have enjoyed a similar experience, and have your own recollections which you’ve kept in heart, mind and film. These are some of mine. Enjoy!
THE LAUNCH
A Matter Of Priorities…
As most of us were novices, we were told to pack efficiently to honor the limited space. So we restricted the use of food, medicine and other discretionary items to allow adequate room for beer. You can see that we allowed one carton of Cokes per each 20 cases of beer.
And We’re Off!…The Water On This Stretch Was Rather Inhospitable…
AMAZING GEOLOGIC DIVERSITY ALONG THE WAY…
The Wonders Of Many Geologic Ages Around Every Turn…
A Solitary Sentinel…
An Inland Beach Under A Ponderous Stone Canopy…
A REFRESHING BREAK
The Arid Terrain Hid Many An Oasis To Refresh And Surprise…
Clayton Joins Other Intrepids For A Cool Interlude…
ROUGHING IT IN STYLE
Yes, We Did Have Guides And Cooks. And, Yes, I’m Afraid That Is Shrimp Cocktail…
A DAD’S PROUD MOMENT…
You can imagine my pride when Clayton stood up and surprised us all with this unforgettable recitation…from memory…Yes, I, Mr. Macho, teared up under all the circumstances… The God of My Understanding prompted this uncoincidental coincidence to remind me of the blessings of life and perspective. I was and am grateful…
The Wonderful Words Of Norman Maclean…