50.39/40 Page, Arizona: Antelope Point: An approach from above the canyon on Thursday; the next day kayaking through the canyon to reach Antelope Canyon.

Jen makes her way along the water, moving up-and-down constantly.

Reaching a junction with a third in- out- let.

Perhaps one of the most enjoyable hikes, roaming through the desert but always keeping close to the water, is spectacular. It involves finding a route which could mean climbing then descending to go up again. Sometimes one chooses a path only to find water or a large fall-off preventing an advance. After some experience, one tends to anticipate the route and usually it works out reasonably well. The beauty of this type of hike is that a person never takes the same path, no matter how often it’s attempted. 

While sitting in the shady spot partaking of brunch, I was able to gently nudge Jen into staying an extra two days. We were limited because of a trip to visit Mom in South Africa. Jenni bought into the idea that a day less on the road, one less in San Diego would give us the time needed to enjoy Page even more and add a kayak trip the next day. It meant that on the Thursday we hiked above the water while on the Friday, we were on the water until the end of the channel. Thereafter, we hiked through part of Antelope Canyon to enjoy spectacular sights. 

Down below, on the water.
Big Rocks. (Jen just turns the corner.) This is close to the commencement after disembarking from the kayak.
Jen (toward top-left) makes her own turn as she heads for where we think home is...famous last words.
In the canyon, Jenni discovers gold.
Another horseshoe as the canyon makes a vicious turn.
Down below in the canyon, past the beaching area.
It's a privilege to find and walk along these sites.
Jen is now developing her springing talents. I think she's watched too many of 'these performances'.
At the commencement of the 'paddle'.
This was our spot for brunch, the only shady corner. How do you beat it?
A life of 'ups and downs' in unique and magnificent places and positions.
Looks so bleak and yet is a treasure full of depth.

Thousands of different views and positions.
Reboarding for a tough trip back to the car. Between the mud, weight and listing kayak, one thinks of alternatives...like a couch.
A person wonders about the forces of nature.
And wonders more which creates a desire to wander further.
Cheers, 

Jenni and Jeffrey