I have a lot more photos and things to share from Shawnelle’s visit, but wanted to get this fun trip Anthony and I went on up and posted!
In early August, Anthony and I joined some of Anthony’s coworkers on an overnight rafting trip from Grand Junction, Colorado, into Utah. We rented a raft (it’s the little one), borrowed some dry-bags, and off we went!
Due to Denver traffic and everyone wanting to get into the mountains as well, what should have been a four-hour drive took more like nine hours. Complete with a stop for transmission problems with the truck that our guide was in. Woohoo!
We spent the night at a really retro motel, then proceeded to the launch site… where it took over two hours for everyone to actually get ready to leave. Which was fine, except man, was it hot! We had fortunately bought some UPF shirts the week before as well as hats to help block the sun. Sometimes sunscreen just isn’t enough!
And finally, off we went! Of course I claimed the not-paddling spot on the boat. I had to take photos, after all!
It was SO HOT outside. I don’t think I can say that enough. We slathered ourselves in sunscreen, kept our UPF shirts and hats on (except in the water and immediately after being in the water), and retreated to the water at least once an hour to cool off. You know, when we weren’t napping.
We stopped for camp in the most amazing valley–photos don’t do it justice at all! We had a large campsite where everyone was able to spread out, and it was pretty cool to see how the experienced rafters set everything up.
When Anthony and I go camping, we eat pretty simply. But not this group. We had burgers, side dishes, and even dessert. It was almost like a real kitchen!
And there was even a bathroom, of sorts. We had a groover and a nice little setup to wash our hands. I should have taken a photo–the groover was situated behind a bush so it wasn’t seen from the campsite, but you got to sit there and look out at the river and the canyon.
TMI? Okay, anyhow, these people really took camping to a new level!
Oh, and something I thought was really cool, was just after sunset, the bats came out. Hundreds of bats swooping overhead and flying at our faces–then turning at the last second.
That night there was a nearly-full super-moon, which lit up the canyon and gave the whole campsite an ethereal quality.
We were even able to sleep without our rainfly on for the first time, and enjoy the breeze and night sky (though the super-moon kinda made real stargazing hard since it was so bright!).
The next morning we had french toast, coffee, and fruit for breakfast, and a bighorn sheep stopped by our camp to say “hi”. Then the campsite breakdown began and it was back on the river!
After a few hours we reached our pull-out, where we helped everyone unload their boats and then were picked up by the raft rental company. Anthony and I decided that rafting is just too much work for us to want to do it regularly (the pros seriously bring EVERYTHING and it takes forever to load/unload and inflate/deflate everything), but it was a fun trip and we’d like to go again sometime!