Saturday, June 12, 2010

Rafting the Uncompaghre River

Paddle forward two! Paddle, Paddle, .. dig deep ladies! Whew! Splash! Ohhh that’s cold! So went my half day rafting trip on the swollen Uncompaghre River, near the town of Ridgeway in Western Colorado. Our guide, a former Grand Canyon guide who traded the red rocks for the beautiful Rockies, managed to keep me and my 5 young cohorts safe as we navigated a stretch of the Uncompaghre river north of the Ridgeway Reservoir. Uncompaghre is a Ute indian word that apparently has several meanings, our guide says it means ‘muddy river’ or ‘red river spring’. The river was indeed muddy and swift. Our guide was a colorful guy who spends the winter teaching surfing in Costa Rica. He was very knowledge and I thought very humorous. My young high school cohorts didn’t seem to appreciate his knowledge and humor as much. They were into riding the rapids and ride the rapids we did. We also did a bit of ducking under low hanging branches and at least one bridge. The water which comes from the San Juan mountains was ice cold even though the air temperature was near 90 degrees. Luckily we all managed to stay in the boat.

I have rafted several rivers in Colorado. This wasn’t the clearest or the most scenic but with the spring run-off in high gear this river certainly didn’t disappoint. It did have the ‘thrill factor’ going on and left us all with smiles on our faces and wanting more. A great trip for the young and old alike.

My trip was arranged by Switzerland of America Jeep Tours. They are a one stop shop for all your adventure needs in this area.

Monday, June 7, 2010

Journal excerpts - Barrow, AK

I am transferring the Journal from my first year RVing to the computer and thought I might share a few Journal entries here and there. So here goes...

July 19, 2004

I flew to Barrow Alaska, the northernmost point in the United States. It was not at all what I expected. It was muddy, run down, all gravel streets, junk sitting out everywhere and the houses were on pilings. The ocean was very calm and pretty. The tour took us around the town, which only had one stop light by the school. We had local kids teach us some of the native american games and dances. We learned about whaling and the native way of life here and it was very interesting. I am not sure that I could live here though it is very isolated, gets 24 hours of darkness in the winter and is cold. We went to a weather research station and saw folks that had erected a plastic palm trees in their yard. Gotta love the humor of those folks. They keep meat in a hole dug down deep into the ground. They can lower it down in the hole but have ladders to go down to retrieve it. I guess you really don't need a freezer here, besides it's not like you can run to the nearest Sears store and buy one. There happened to be walrus blubber just sitting in a box next to the cellar with flies on it while we were there. Lots of the locals were selling their wares at the museum. I bought some caribou antler carvings and some baleen which comes from the Bowhead whales that they hunt here.

We had lunch at Pepe’s Top of the World Restaurant. They had a limited menu but it was good. All of the supplies in Barrow have to be flown in or shipped in once the ice has melted in the summer and a barge can get there. In the winter when the permafrost is frozen they can snow mobile something like 80 miles to the nearest town. In the summer they use small planes because there are no roads to neighboring towns. The plane we flew in on was half a cargo plane and half passenger plane. I have never been on any other plane like this. When we landed it was 38 degrees and very dreary but the sun came out and it warmed up to the mid 40‘s. This IS July and it has been in the 90’s in Fairbanks!

I decided on a whim to become a member of the Polar Bear Club of Barrow, which means I had to fully submerge in the Arctic Ocean to join! Wendy and Ray from Montana also went. Wendy is turning 60 tomorrow. We had lunch together and talked each other into taking the plunge to celebrate her 60th and my 40th. I liked her spunk! They were spending the night here and had extra clothes. I did not, so I bought a pair of shorts and stripped down to a t-shirt since they were gonna give me a dry one of those when I got out. A dead seal lay in the water along the shoreline close to where I did this. The water was quite cold and salty but I felt warm when I got out. Yes, that's me in the pic going "Holy Cow its cold" or something akin to that. :-) I got a t-shirt and will have a certificate mailed to me. I also got a lot of applause and shaking heads from the rest of the group that didn’t go in the water. You hear about folks in the Lower 48 being members of a Polar Bear club, but taking a dip in the Northernmost city, where Polar Bears really do swim, really gives it more meaning, if you ask me!


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