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| Donna on a Pre-River-Trip Hike on the South Kaibab Trail |
One snake, one dory, five rafts, seven guides, fourteen nights, fourteen campsites, sixteen
Sierra Clubbers, 280 miles.
Countless
bighorn sheep, canyon wrens, great blue herons, riffles, waves, stars, avocados,
things to learn.
Uncountable light, water, space, wind, sand.
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| John Passing the Little Rescued Gopher Snake to Lars |
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| Steve, Lars, Dorothy, and Sarah on the Dory Lost Creek |
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| Downriver at Nankoweap |
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| Upriver at Redwall Cavern |
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| Emily, Mary Ann, Steve, Donna, & Anna |
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| Judy Looking Downriver at Nankoweap |
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| Steve at Deer Creek Falls |
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| Steve, Mike, and Eric at Redwall Cavern |
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| Dorothy and Kitty Packing Up at Above Olo |
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| Dave in the Kitchen |
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| Mary Beth in the Little Colorado |
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| John, Ben, Linda, and Bob |
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| Emily Drifting and Keeping the Course |
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| Zac and Randy at Havasu Creek |
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| Eric Rowing |
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| Sonia at Havasu |
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| Randy and Eric, Neighbors on Sand Street at Fossil Campground |
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| Sonia Washing Dishes, Zac Crushing Cans, Lars in the Dory |
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| Dorothy at Travertine Grotto |
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| Abel |
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| Abel & Lava-Falls-Safety-Magic Toenail Polish |
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| Lars and Linda on the Lost Creek |
February, four months
later, the trip is present: sand in the car, still a stack of tent parts and jackets to
wash, Belknap’s guide on my desk, dreams in the night.
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| Sunset at Shoshone Point |
