Long Lost Lake Powell

Way back in the day, six people, three cars, and two dogs headed south. For a few of us, it was our first time, but for some, it was just another trip to the land with more waterfront than the entire west coast of the continental US. As one of the destinations on my Top 10 Places to Hit This Year list (mind you, I've now hit a whopping 1), I was more excited than one could imagine. We headed out on Friday morning, arriving at Lake Powell a little after lunch. We set up camp, and went straight to the beach for some swimming–dogs and all. Before we knew it we were cooking dinner, watching the warm sun cast its surreal shadows on the lake as it slowly went out of sight.

Randy and Josh toast to a great first day

Day 2 was just a little more jam packed, complete with a speed boat rental and a set of water skis. We spent the morning making our way the 50+ miles out to Rainbow Bridge, the worlds largest natural bridge; almost as tall as our capital building and spanning nearly a football field in length.
We then spent the remainder of the day, or at least the remainder of our rental, working our way back to the marina, exploring as many small canyons as we could squeeze in, bother literally and metaphorically. We even found a sandy spot to beach the boat, have a picnic lunch, and spend some time exploring on land.
Of course, what would a trip to the great Lake Powell be with out some water activities? Most of us gave water skiing a try, although for some of us it came much more naturally than others, (note the author was one of those not so natural people), but some fun was had and even more laughs.

Ryan, obviously one of the naturals...

Me...ummmm....not so much.

One really monumental part of this trip was also our beloved J-dog. Jackson, always the boat chaser, never the boat rider, really made the best of the situation. Turns out, he actually came to relax a bit on the boat... Ok maybe a lot.

This trip was so much more than just a trip with great friends and filled with great memories... It was the first of many, many, MANY more Adventures in Utah. A few blogs ago, I exposed a new motto in life... To make each day count, with the one you love. I truly hope to always do that, especially when it comes to making the most of the undeniably gorgeous place in which we have come to call home.