Day 5: Canyon of Lodore
From Pot Creek, we made a short run – through Hells Half Mile Rapid (yet another moment of truth for Powell) – to a delightful, tree- and shade-rich camp at Rippling Brook (we would all learn to really appreciate shade later in the trip). The afternoon was consumed with a short, but steep, hike up to Rippling Brook Falls concealed in a grotto above the camp.






Day 6: Whirlpool Canyon
After a quiet night, we hit the river again for a run past the spectacularly bent Mitten Park Fault to the Green’s confluence with the much more turbid Yampa River in Echo Park beneath Steamboat Rock. Lodore Canyon ends at Echo Park and we stopped here for a short hike to view some petroglyphs near Pats Draw (named for Pat Lynch, a hermit who lived in this area for some 30 years at the turn of the last century). We then continued on into Whirlpool Canyon to a camp at Jones Hole. From there we made a five-mile out-and-back hike up spring-fed Jones Hole Creek to view the Deluge Shelter pictographs. We had time when we got back to camp for sponge bath (no soap!) in the clear waters of Jones Hole Creek. 🙂













Day 7: Split Mountain Canyon
Today we passed out of Whirlpool Canyon, through Island Park, and into Split Mountain Canyon at Rainbow Park. This canyon offers almost seven miles of easy but exciting rapids and is a popular day trip for local rafters. In little more than an hour, we were through the rapids and pulling out at the Split Mountain boat ramp for our first re-supply. Then it was a couple of miles downriver to Placer Point, where OARS had secured permission for us to camp on private land. We were now at the north end of the Unita Basin. From here to the head of Desolation Canyon, the Green River is nothing but flat water. Fortunately we’d brought an outboard motor. In the basin, the river passes through a mixture of private, state, and federal lands and organized campsites are almost non-existent. Finding suitable campsites for our large group was always a dicey proposition but Lars always managed to find a spot for us (although some were much better than others).









Well, I was trying to emphasize the trip’s high points (so to speak). Anyway, it was only The LovedOne who was in any real danger, her being short and all… 😉
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You neglected to mention that we barely escaped with our lives from the very squishy bottom of Jones Creek! 🙂
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