We
kept ourselves entertained during the shaded hours by playing 50's and
60's Songburst and by reading Sunk Without a Sound/The Tragic Honeymoon
Story of Glen and Bessie Hyde. Glen and Bessie decided that they
would run an Idaho Scow type boat down the Green through the Grand
Canyon from Green River, Utah. This type of boat is kind of like a
horse trough, flat bottomed and not covered over. It's a
questionable boat to be using on this river due to its requirements for
a fairly steep and constant river gradient. Well they made it down
to Phantom Ranch and spoke Emory Kolb who recommended that they wear
lifejackets which up to this point they had not. They refused his
advice and kept going. When they didn't come out of the Grand
Canyon on schedule a major search was mounted for them. Their boat
was quickly found but their bodies never were. There are quite a
few legends that have sprung up around the story - like Bessie killed
Glen and hiked out. My take is that they were both knocked from
the boat and drowned. Having taken a swim or two in the Grand
Canyon with a 25 lbs buoyant lifejacket on I could see how easy it would
be to drown without a lifejacket. Well, you might think that it
was not a good idea to read about a couple that died doing some of the
trip we were doing - but there are two major differences between us and
them - our raft and our life jackets.
Despite
the heat, we still were in very good spirits. To us it was so much
better to be on the river then it was to be at work. Everyday your
mind was busy and filled - remembering songs, watching and identifying
birds, looking for inscriptions, looking for shade, reading the river
and the geology exposed all around us. Since coming back, I have
the distinct (though not novel) idea that our homes and office buildings
keep us separated from the natural world. And that separation
causes boredom which we compensate for with books, music, and TV and
movies. See the thing is when you are outside, your brain is kept
active - what kind of cloud is that? Is that wind foretelling a storm?
Are those bushes prickly? Do they hide a snake? By moving
indoors, we isolate ourselves from that and we need to keep our brain
going. So contrary to what you might think, we weren't bored being
outside day after day.
Each day brought us a little bit closer
to the confluence of the Green and Colorado Rivers and Cataract
Canyon. Our last campsite on the Green was about 1/2 a mile from
the confluence. We were going to hike a side canyon to the
confluence overlook but we were tired and underprepared - not enough
water, etc so we decided to camp overnight and attempt it in the morning
when it was still cool out.