Glen Canyon Odyssey

A Glen Canyon Odyssey

An unknown river!

The Colorado River! With a universal reputation for dangerous rapids. Your friends who’ve seen Glen assure you there are no rapids–but… If you are waiting for the drivers to shuttle the cars, you camp next to the river and watch it speed by (if it’s early summer and running high; if its at low water, you might not be able to tell for sure which way it’s flowing). You listen to the roar of water swishing through branches dangling in the water. You’ve never floated a river, especially a big river–a river with a notorious reputation!

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Almost all were back to the Microbus before it began to get dark. We built a fire on the edge of the mesa to guide those who were a little slow. But when dusk had faded two were still not back. The terrain is open with only minor hills and mesas, and it would be impossible not to see our fire from just about anywhere within a dozen miles or so. We began to worry because while the terrain is flat, it is also incised with deep, sheer walled slot canyons. We wondered if, perhaps, the two might have attempted to cross one of them. We had discussed this hazard and pointed out that Davis Gulch to our immediate right and Clear Creek to our immediate left would channel us in the right direction. We couldn't miss the right route. We also pointed out that any lights seen out here would have to be ours because the nearest habitation was seventy miles to the west. To make sure our hikers had a beacon to guide by we disconnected all but one of the parking lights and left it on throughout the night.