Thursday, May 28, 2015

Lake Powell

After two days at the Grand Canyon, we began our drive towards Lake Powell. Christopher's dad and uncle both once worked at the Hite Marina in Lake Powell and as a child he spent many summers here houseboating. Needless to say, it has a special place in his heart and he was excited to show me this nostalgic place.

On the first day we took a two hour tour of the lake visiting popular spots such as Castle Rock, Navajo Tapestry, and Antelope Canyon. The weather was perfect and we were happy to be on the lake exploring.

Interesting Lake Powell factoids:
  • 95% of the lake is located in Utah, while only 5% is located in Arizona
  • There is more coastline on the lake than on the entire West Coast of America
We finished off the day by setting up camp at Lone Rock Beach, a public beach located on the Utah side of the lake. The beach was idyllic with its own private view and access to the lake and was a popular camping spot for RVs and tent campers alike. While you could drive your vehicle down to the beach, we opted to walk the .8 miles down from the paved parking lot as we had heard horror stories of people getting their cars stuck and since we didn't have four wheel drive we didn't want to risk it.

The next day we spent the morning at the Glen Canyon Dam Visitor Center and took an hour long tour of the dam itself. If you're ever in the area and have never been on a dam tour, I highly recommend it.

We then took a short hike to Horseshoe Bend and explored the surrounding area.

The second evening we planned on sleeping on Lone Rock Beach again. We had our tent all set up, Christopher was playing with Theo on the beach and I was napping peacefully in the tent when all of a sudden a big wind picked up. Moments later we were stuck in the middle of a sandstorm with no idea what to do!

The sand on the beach, as mentioned before, was very fine so it pelted us fiercely as the wind whipped it in our face. We, along with all the other nearby tent campers, quickly dismantled our tent. Meanwhile, Theo was having none of this crazy sandstorm adventure and tried to hide in our sleeping bags as we feverishly tried to put everything away nearly folding him up in all our equipment.

We scooped up Theo and hid him under a blanket so we could quickly trudge back up to Moby. As we were sequestered to our van for the rest of the evening we had a cold meal of tuna sandwiches and delicious wine while playing music and reading books. Theo was exhausted from the stressful ordeal and slept the entire evening and night away. Meanwhile, we laughed about the adventure but swore to take showers in the morning to get the sand out of our hair, ears, etc.

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