Heading down to the water cross country.
Wah Weap is a marina in Page. It's possible to scramble from a viewpoint high above the water in which a person can wander over the rocks, through washes and negotiate some tricky ups-and-downs to reach water level. A large rock juts into the lake, providing an excellent position on which to take brunch and enjoy the views. It is, once again, a magnificent location as is much of Page. While we consume ordinary meals, probably unattractive to many, it's difficult to beat the 'atmosphere' of the positions we find.
As there is not a trail or path, a person makes his/her own way down and of course returns in a simailar manner. Invariably, we will come across situations in which there appear no way down and the reciprocal, or possible way up. Many treacherous paths exist which can be negotiated while others are too dangerous. However, if one studies the possibilities, invariably, there's a solution. Of course, the longer one remains puzzled with the thought of spending the night, the quicker the mind functions and a solution arises. Anyway, that's been our experience.
Over the years, we've discovered that no mountain or hill is as easy as it appears to climb; no path is as level as it seems. This provides tremendous scope for investigating and adventuring and the occasional argument and conclusion: 'Hey, when are you going to understand this bit of wisdom?'
"What about in my next life."
'Oh dear, where was he when they were handing out brains?'
..maybe, admiring the scenery.
Once you let the kid loose, there's no way to predict her movements.
Did I ever mention how much I love this location? I bet Jenni is surprised.
Castle Rock from yet another angle.
Glen Canyon Dam: A wall, a bridge, a river, a town, a pumping station, a golf course, hotels, all in the desert and closeby.
You have to wonder where he's wandering.
Some people are so predictable. Hence, they are really boring.
Jenni's arriving at our brunch stop.
Cheers,
Jenni and Jeffrey
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