Tuesday, May 31, 2011

FTJ, Entry 84: Lake Powell and Antelope Canyon

The trip from Zion, Utah, to Page, Arizona, had some MORE terrific views for us -- our country is stunningly beautiful. I, for one, am continually blown away.




Oh give me land, lots of land... dah dah dah dah dah dah dah -- DON'T FENCE ME IN.
(Barbara, fill in the blanks on this song, would ya?)


















Our current stop is the Wahweap RV Resort, right on the western tip of Lake Powell, which spans into Utah as well as Arizona. In fact, we are camped almost on the Arizona/Utah state line.


Outside Lake Powell Lodge, which is a part of the resort we are staying in. Look at all the houseboats!
 

This drunk and very garrulous guy at the lodge's bar claimed he was the uncle of Troy Polamalu,
the pro football player (the gorgeous Samoan safety on the Steelers -- the one with all the hair!). 
He also claimed to have worked security for Jimmy Buffett, Willie Nelson, and Frank Sinatra.
Who knows?
He was drinking numerous shots of Jack Daniels.

Another beautiful sunset.
 

 




Lake Powell is formed by one of the world’s highest dams -- Glen Canyon Dam. The lake itself stretches for 186 miles along the old Colorado River channel, with a shoreline of 1,960 miles.




"Tex" Beaudry tools around on his trike, with the lake in the background.

Doesn't Beau look like his T-shirt of our favorite Key West singer, Michael McCloud? FUNNY!
 
Our sites at Wahweap.



So Beau had this great idea -- take a short tour (1 1/2 hours) of nearby Antelope Canyon in Page. The canyon is part of the Navajo nation and the photos looked fabulous.

We were a little worried that the trip might involve dust-eating, and as it turned out, it did. The dust from the open truck that carried us to the canyon was so bad we all had to shower -- again -- once we returned. 
But the canyon itself was phenomenal. Apparently, during heavy rains, it is inaccessible, with water rushing through it at 85 mph. In fact, National Geo tried to film the water event, but their mounted cameras got washed away!

The result of all the water? Amazing rock formations.


The openings above in one spot formed perfect eyes.
 
Unfortunately, our Navajo tour guide was not the best, so I missed a lot of the explanations.
 
The Japanese tourists were smart to wear hats and masks. But Beau said they looked like
Star Wars creatures. I took this blurry photo on the sly.

I tried to emulate our Far Eastern friends by making my own mask!
 



Great photo from Joyce.

Joyce also took this one - if you turn it over, it looks like a silhouette of Monument Valley.

This photo I took came out nice, too.

Too bad Beau and I rushed through the last third of the tour -- first some woman threw up right in front of us (YUCK), then we thought Buddy had pooped in his bag (he hadn't -- we just caught some smell and thought it emanated from him. It was probably one of our fellow tourists!). 

Oh well. As gorgeous as it all was, I was tired of dust in my hair and eyes and in the camera, which at one point would not turn off because it was so clogged.

Enough with this frigging dirt already!! Although I love the desert, I am looking forward to California.

Tomorrow we are renting a little power boat to tour Lake Powell up close and personal.

Tanks, Panky









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