The sun comes up around 5.30 and begins to light up the
canyon walls on our final full day on the river.
We did some light rapids in the morning as we rafted through
the “Ice Box” area. It is called this
because the river cuts through high canyon walls which meant we spent most of
our time in shadow.
We stopped at Havasu
Canyon for a short hike. The boats
pulled in near the rapids and we had to get out directly onto the rocks (not
sandy beaches as previously) as the boats bounced up and down. We climbed up and clambered over the rocks
and waded through the creek to get up to Havasu Falls.
The water was a wonderful pale blue and in places was quite ‘milky’ from the surrounding soil. We spent an hour or more splashing around in the pools and sunbathing. It has to be said none of the water we have encountered was actually that warm but it was the excitement of being there that was fun.
The water was a wonderful pale blue and in places was quite ‘milky’ from the surrounding soil. We spent an hour or more splashing around in the pools and sunbathing. It has to be said none of the water we have encountered was actually that warm but it was the excitement of being there that was fun.
The rest of the afternoon we spent gliding down the river
with a few smaller rapids. We saw Big
Horn sheep on the beaches and some black Ibis birds. Eventually we get to Lava Falls the last ‘Big
One’. Nate our captain skilfully
negotiated it safely. This marked the
last of the ‘white-water’ aspect of the trip and we wanted to go back to do it
again.
We camped on a big sandy beach called Mile 185
Campsite. As we sat round the camp in
the evening Nate told us the story of how Havasu Falls Creek had flooded one
year in the Monsoon season when it was full of visitors. Fortunately a helicopter pilot had seen what
was happening up on the Rim and had warned the tourists below to get to high
ground, which saved them. Glad he told
us this story after we had visited the falls!
Friday 26th April
We pack everything into our bags and after the photo-shoot
of everyone we set off down the river with both boats strapped together. We only had a few miles to travel down the
river before we reached the helicopter pad.
We get out at Mile 188 having joined the boat at Mile
86. We have done over 50 named or
significant rapids as well as numerous smaller un-named ones. We say our farewells to the crew who now have
to continue on the boats for another 100 miles before they reach the point
where they can get them on the trucks.
They meet the trucks tomorrow which will get them back to the Page, a 9
hour drive away.
We are to be helicoptered out of the canyon to the Bar-10
Ranch at the top of the North Rim. The flight was only about ten minutes, but
the views as we flew over the canyon were spectacular.
At the ranch we have a proper shower – lovely! At 11am we split into two groups, say more
farewells and then board our respective planes to take us to either Las Vegas
or Page via Grand Canyon airport, where we disembark.
We shared a taxi back to the Nat Park with Alex and his dad
(who was 71 last Dec) from Austria. We said
our farewells to them as they head off for the remainder of their holiday
whilst we get into the RV and get ourselves settled into the Trailer Village
campsite at the Grand Canyon where we will spend the weekend.
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