Last year was the first year Jason and I did not go to Lake Powell since we started dating, and that was because Charlie had just been born. This year, we really didn’t want to miss out. Jason’s friend, Richard, was spending another summer working at Lake Powell and was putting on another family and friend houseboating event. Since he works there he gets great connections for renting boats and houseboats...it’s basically just paying the insurance on them each day. Last year, Kamilla also worked down there and didn’t use her houseboat rental, so they let her cash in on it this year. That meant we had two houseboats!
My parents were nice enough to watch Charlie for us, so Jason and I hit the road for Lake Powell on Tuesday night (September 24th). We should have arrived there at 11 PM, but thanks to a disconnection to our phone’s GPS, we missed a turn and didn’t realize it until an hour and a half later. What tipped us off was the fact that we were driving towards the big dipper...which indicated we were driving north for awhile. By the time we were able to pull off the freeway into civilization and buy a physical map (what?), we were twenty minutes out of Richfield. We pulled out the map and I instantly thought, “How do you read this thing? Where is the search button?” So pathetic! Finally, we found our road on the map, but we also found some free wi-fi from a motel nearby and pulled it up on our GPS again. However, it did feel nice to have the physical map in case something happened to the GPS again. So we drove another hour and a half back to the point where we should have turned. That meant a total delay of three hours! Rather than pulling in at 11 PM, we pulled in at 2 AM! Yeah, frustrations were high. When we pulled in, we found Rich and Kamilla’s camper and fell quickly to sleep.
The next morning, Richard and Dan picked us up from the docks and took us to the houseboat camp (another perfect spot, thanks Rich!). The family had already been there since Saturday, so we were some of the late-comers. We brought stuff for camping on the beach, but thanks to Dan (he was leaving that day), he offered us his room. I think that was the first time we have gotten to sleep in one of the rooms on the houseboat. It has always been sleeping on the top or sleeping in a tent on the beach. It was super nice!
Arrived just in time for the famous Tadje rice pudding breakfast!
Richard's brother on the Aquaskipper
A look at how it works
The weather this year was a lot colder than it ever has been. The water never really felt warm enough to want to jump in. It was more of a pain...only done when necessary. That is really too bad, since normally it feels like bath water. Alli and Parker Reading also joined the trip, arriving the day after us. Alli had never been to Powell, so it was kind of too bad that she came at a time that was so cold and uncharacteristic of our beloved Powell. The air was just chill and there were times that there was a cold wind. Not ideal! But even with the cold weather, we still had a blast. We enjoyed wakeboarding, Aquaskipping, and jetskiing. It was my first time ever jetskiing, and it was super fun. I just wish I hadn’t been so cold or else I could have ridden for longer. After about 15 minutes, my lips were blue and my body was shivering to the point of exhaustion. Another time, perhaps.
Jason on the jetski
We also had fun going on a hike to some old ruins, kayaking, and fishing (mostly Jason and Parker). The girls had more down time reading and laying out. We also had fun cooking meals when it was our turn, having long talks around the nightly campfire, and eating lots of goodies and s’mores.
Parker & Alli
Me & Jason
The dog, Bullet - a fisherman's worst enemy!
Cute little Dakota (Rich and Kamilla's son) - he did great on the trip and on the boat
The girls - Alli, Kamilla, and me
The Lake Powell trips always come and go too soon. By Saturday morning, we were packing up and heading home.
Jason, me, Kamilla, Rich, Parker, and Alli
One for the road...
Until next time!