I am back in town for a few days after three back-to-back Grand Canyon trips. Here are a few highlights.
A floating banquet finale to our first trip–a one-boat motor excursion:
That went on into the night:
My birthday party at Poncho’s–which involved crocodile swims, throw bags, back-flips, and a late night raging dance and song-fest on the J-rig. My favorite birthday (that I can remember).
Corrupting Marieke to the evils of being a motorboatman. She loved it.
Kuhl.com outfitted the almost-all-female crew for my last row trip. I had to represent the male species. It was difficult, but I received no sympathy.
A cloudburst with thunder, lightning, and hail caught us as we entered Hance. A few miles below this showed up to reward us.
The requisite critters:
And a visit to the newly-demolished National Canyon delta. This must have been some kinda flash-flood.
Off next week for another two in a row. But first, a week of boatwork in the shop. My life is so hard.
Lucky Marieke!
Jesus, man. Three back to back?! The gods must smile on you.