Powell Page 6

Camped night of 27/12 at mile 77 on north side.

On 28/12, my last day, the water was like a mill pond all day.

My one-and-only self portrait.

By attaching a spray paint can to my paddle with duct tape, and standing in the boat, and stretching, I was able to "make my mark" on Lake Powell's formerly pristine, and therefore boring, shoreline.

Arrived at Halls Crossing Marina boat ramp about 3:30 pm.

And that's all there is.



Last updated on 01-02-00.
Email: jbruton @northlink.com