Lodore!!!
Lodore!!! It's a wonderful 42 miles. To be accurate there
are really three canyons - Lodore, Whirlpool and Split Mountain that
make up the run through Dinosaur National Monunment. First comes Lodore
which includes Winnie's Rapid, Disaster Falls, Hell's Half Mile, Triplet Falls, and Harp
Falls. Lodore is a beautiful canyon as you can see in the
picture to the left. This is from just above the campsite known as
Kolb. There are assigned campsites in Dinosaur and Kolb was one
that we were assigned to. We were very happy to be in Lodore.
To
me the hardest, most frightening, heart pumping rapid in Dinosaur is
Hell's Half Mile. You have to swing just behind a rock moving to
river right in order to line up on the tongue that pours between two
holes one on either side. It was the first major rapid of the trip
and I have to say I was nervous. We watched another group go
through including one guy on a boogie board. That was very cool to
say the least. I thought you don't get much closer to the water
unless you are swimming it. Maybe I'll get one someday. The
picture to the right is just after sliding to the right and we are about
to head down the tongue. One thing about Hell's that you shouldn't
forget but I always do is that getting onto the tongue is only half of
the rapid. To be truly successful you have to wend your way
through a boulder field which follows directly. I got the boat
caught up on a rock a few feet down from the picture below. But I
was so happy to have successfully negotiated Hell's Half Mile, as
you can see, that it didn't much matter.
This was a big thrilling day. We
landed at Limestone Campground. The mosquitoes came to greet us
but not in the ferocious numbers we'd see later. Limestone is a
bit gloomy which lends itself well to telling stories of La Urena.
(I'm not sure if the spelling is right there). La Urena was a
native american woman who was married to Cortez though he already had a
wife at home. They had two children, a boy and a girl. It
came time for Cortez to go home and he did without his second wife and
two children. La Urena was beside herself with grief and went to
the river and drowned her two children. When she died she began
haunting the river corridors of the west looking for her two dead
children. Oh... there are more creepy stories to go along with it
- extra people around campfires on rain nights, dreams of being called
down to the river's edge, etc. Limestone is the perfect place to
tell that story. And I took advantage of it quite to Angie's
dismay!! How accurate the story is I'm not sure - but that's more
or less how I heard it.
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