I went on a scout outing this past weekend to Nelson's Landing, and then we went the next day to go kayaking with sea kayaks on the Colorado river. We had a nice, mellow evening. The boys were well-behaved and they had planned a very filling meal (spaghetti and meatballs with sausage--it was meat-tastic--as well as salad and bread. And dessert. It was truly "roughing it"). We had breakfast burritos in the morning. It seems like our program has changed--the kids are pretty decent, or at least they're not at an age where they are sassy and problematic. The ones on this trip were kind to each other, and they had a good time.
Blah.
We cleaned up camp in the morning, picked up our kayaks, and then headed down to the water. I was uneasy in the water--I have a problem with canoes and other floating non-motorized things. I don't feel balanced, and overall I'm just awkward, which is strange, because I'm generally awesome in all aspects of my life. So, we rowed across the river, and as I was waiting for a young scout who was struggling, I shifted my balance, overcompensated for being off center, and before I knew it, I was tumbling into the water. Luckily, I had put my larger camera in a waterproof bag in my pack. Not so luckily, I had three smaller cameras in my backpack and in my front shirt pocket. They did not fare so well. You can see the colors shift in one of the pictures--that was one of the cameras that took the plunge. One of them in my backpack was "weatherproof" and it fared the best of the three---in fact, I think it's still working fine. So. Enjoy the pictures.
We came across some skunk tracks.
The boys shooting pictures up the slot canyon.
The slot canyon.
Another view of the slot canyon.
The boys in the slot canyon.
At the end of the canyon--the guy we rented the kayaks from said that you could go UP, but you wouldn't be able to come back down.
The last shot I took with this camera before I fell off my kayak into the water. The camera is resting in a container of rice--I don't know if it will make it.
Old truck.
Old truck, closer.
Old truck from the rear.
Funky looking lower rocks in the slot canyon.
The very large scorpion one of the boys nearly stepped on. Yikes.
Following the trail.
3 a.m. star trails--I woke up and decided to click the shutter for half an hour or so.
This was not in the slot canyon. But 7up tells me what I don't already know.
One of the welcoming sights at the kayak rental place.
Two paths diverging--wood, not so yellow. California coast. This was on the same roll as the kayaking trip, and one of the more successful pictures on it.
Two old-timey cars. The rental place was at the site of an old mine, and they had all sorts of relics and antiques there on display--old signs, old cars, and old bottles. Across the street, there were old planes, old mines, and old mining equipment. They have had a number of movie shoots there, as well as countless engagement shots, etc. It's a fun spot.
Also from the California coast--the camera is a little toy camera--a Vivitar wide and slim. It's got a 22mm wide angle lens, so I was testing out its limits. Unfortunately, it has only one shutter speed and one f-stop, so it's a shoot-it-and-hope-it-works kind of camera. And it also got wet. This picture is of the girl on some stairs on a hike.
When I was at Ricks, someone had a soda "bottler" where you could actually reattach bottle caps to the tops of glass bottles. We made some root beer (with yeast, not dry ice [I don't recommend it]), and one of the things I remember about the whole thing is how hard I laughed when I read the old 7up slogan: You like it. It likes you.
ReplyDeleteNice pictures--I especially like the old cars in color. I especially despise the scorpion, but just because I find it disturbing and freaky.