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.