A Glen Canyon Odyssey

 
 
 

The rapids


The first “rapid” comes rather soon: Ticaboo Rapid (#1).  You hear it first, off in the distance.  It sounds ominous as it grows ever nearer.  Then you round a corner and you see it: little white caps in the river’s middle.  It gets closer, and soon your boat starts rocking a little.  Then, a little bumping and more rocking.  A soft roar surrounds you.  After several seconds, the rocking and bumping die down, and you turn around and look upstream, and there is Ticaboo Rapid (#1).

Ticaboo Rapid #2 is like #1.  (Perhaps the first rapid was “Four Mile”.  Or one of the others.  I really don’t remember the “rapids” very well.  By whitewater river runner standards, they were not even riffles.)

Except, perhaps, Bullfrog Rapid at  high water.  We actually shipped a little water in it.  But by then we were heading for the roughest part of any “rapid” and avoiding the easy flat water routes off to the sides.
 
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When we got back to the airstrip, one more sheriff had arrived.  He had one of the lost hikers with him.  That hiker had been sitting along side the Hole-in-the-Rock road looking tired, confused, and lost.  He had been walking away from us with only about 68 miles left to go before reaching Escalante.  He reported that his co-lost hiker had taken shelter from the heat in a rock shelter in what we all deduced to be the east side of Davis Gulch.  Several of the sheriffs took off to the west to fetch her and returned in less than an hour with her in tow.  Our wayward hikers had always been quite close to us.