I'd gone on a couple kayaking tours of Monterey Bay and paddled on Mono Lake for a morning, but on December 5-8, 1998, my parents and I paddled 16 miles up and down the section of the Colorado River known as Lake Mojave, or Black Canyon.
The expedition was sold through California Canoe & Kayak. We bring clothes, tent, sleeping bag, and three lunches, and they supply kayaks, breakfasts, dinners, and a leader or two to run the trip. Not a bad deal. An arrangement like that leaves plenty of room for a nightmare or a paradise. Thanks mostly to the people involved, both the professionals and our fellow vacationers, and no thanks to the weather, this trip was pretty close to paradise.
I don't have a lot of pictures, mostly because I was too busy to take any. I didn't bring my camera, because I didn't want it to get wet, but my parents did bring a couple so-cheap-it's-disposable cameras and one nice one. Still, I only took one picture and it didn't turn out well (due mostly to the lame camera), so everything you see here was taken by someone else.
Having lunch
cave, lava tube, wasp condoplex
Marty, Pat, Lucy, Dad, Bill, Me, Mom
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