We had a wedding in Aspen, CO and seeing as flights into Aspen cost a re-damn-diculous amount and we were itching to be back on the road, we decided to make a family road trip out of it. To keep expenses on the cheap, we camped each night as we made a giant loop across the America Southwest.
^ Lone Rock Beach, Lake Powell, Utah.
^ 40 miles of offroad bliss through Utah's Escalante wilderness.
^ Hiking into Zebra Canyon
^ The very worthwhile reason for enduring the 5 mile hike to Zebra Canyon is stripping down out of your sweaty clothes and hiking through the shockingly brisk water filled slot canyon.
^ Not much better than air drying in your underwear in a 100+ degree deserted desert after dipping in 50 degree slot canyon water. Jasper took it a step further and decided to hike the first half mile back back buck naked. This was one of those family memories we'll never ever ever forget.
^ Canyonlands, Utah
^ Capitol Reef National Park, Utah.
^ The best part about road tripping in a go anywhere 4wd 4runner is that each day our picnic areas for lunch where found by pulling off on any random trail and just driving until we found a perfect spot to stop to eat and let the kids run wild. Somewhere outside Capitol Reef National Park.
^ Shortly after packing up the picnic above we were driving down the highway when we heard some very unsettling sounds coming from the roof of the car...upon a quick peek in the rear view I was greeted with the oh eff me sight of our camping gear that was in our roof box strewn across the highway. Many curse words and a abrupt pull of the highway revealed that we hadn't properly secured the locks on the roof box and were punished with a smashed to pieces camp stove, and a confetti of sleeping bags, tents, and blankets all over the highway. The above image is Jaclyn so lovingly helping me (not) collect said belongings .
^ Homeschooling in the car.
^ Arches National Park, Utah.
^ Hotel room, Aspen, Colorado.
^ Random Colorado-ing.
^ Black Canyon of the Gunnison National Park, Colorado. We're pretty much National Park junkies and when we saw that Black Canyon was somewhat along our route, we knew nothing about it and figured we'd swing by to check it out and holy geez were we glad we did! Seriously one of the most stunning sights we've ever laid eyes on...it makes The Grand Canyon seem much less grander in comparison. We came in from the Northeast side which is more out of the way but so so so worth it. Jasper thought it would be funny to dance on the edge of the canyon...Jaclyn did not think it was very funny. Also, apparently we accidentally turned on the date imprint on our Leica Mini II, which conveniently thought that since we were still shooting film, it was still 1987.
^ Another day, another off-road picnic. Somewhere Colorado.
^ Grace and a stranger's horse-sized dog. Silverton, Colorado.
^ Can't remember the name of the lake that took a 10 mile 4wd trail and a 3 mile hike to get to. We didn't see a single person or car on the off-road trail or the hike, which was perfect picturesque seclusion. Somewhere between Silverton and Durango Colorado.
^ Absolutely drenched night at camp with solid downpour that interrupted our dinner and continued through the morning breakdown of camp. Us and our gear were the very definition of soaked.
^ Following our rain rushed camp pack-up we had planned to go to Mesa Verde National Park since the kids were learning about Native Americans. However, the drive there was a constant biblical-holycrapwhydon'ttheswindshieldwipersgofaster-torrential-downright ridiculous rain...like more than I've ever seen in my life...like, well, time to build an ark ridiculous. So we decided to skip Mesa Verde and head back to sunny Lake Powell.
^ Celebratory ice cream after four hours of white knuckle monsoon driving.
^ After a day that started with breaking camp in a downpour, then the following monsoon enduring drive, we finally arrived back to Lone Rock Beach at Lake Powell. We pulled the rig right up to the sandy shoreline and pitched camp in the blissfully dry desert air which quickly dried out all of our soaked gear.
^ That time Jasper ran down the hill, completely biffed it, and was stuck in his inner tube face down in the sand.
^ Lazy (and somewhat exhausted) days lounging on the lake.
^ Our last day at Lake Powell was spent kayaking around slot canyons, finding our own private rock beaches to lounge in, and kayaking some more. Paradise.
* Nikon F3 + 35f1.4 - Minolta Autocord - Leica Mini II - BSD - Hasselblad X-Pan + 45f4 - Kodak Tri-X developed at home in Ordinal and Kodak Gold 200