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Following last years kayak trip to the source of the White Nile
in Uganda and the third and final of Africa's 3 main waterways
I thought it was high time to explore further a field and undertake
that elusive Colorado and the infamous Grand Canyon. With the
waiting list for a private permit sitting in the sixteen year
waiting period I figured that hooking up with a bunch of Americans
would be the next best option so after a lot of E mails I found
myself on route for Flagstaff via London
and Phoenix Arizona, a good 24 hrs flight one way. Not managing
to secure a suitable boat in this country for the trip and nothaving
enough time to accept Steve fishers generous offer of lending
me a Riot design I opted for the Bandit, a sponsored New Zealand
boat, longer than the conventional play
boats but amazingly suited for surfing the larger, faster waves
that the canyon offers. This was alternated with the short stunt
boat made by Jackson kayaks, Canada, which could surf even the
highest and steepest wave and hole imaginable (this included the
lower cycling wave of Lava!) All our
gear for fifteen days was carried on the large inflatables (see
pic), which although sometimes over 30 or 40 feet would sometimes
find themselves upside down.
My association with the Colorado river originates way back to
1979 when my Brother Nigel, my Dad and I rode down the Bright
Angel trail to the base of the chasm in rather icy conditions
and back up again. I then returned in 1982 to enter Cataract canyon
on an inflatable, which is above Glen Canyon dam and now 23 years
later decided it was high time to kayak the main section of the
Gorge in this ravine, which sometimes extends over 6000` into
the center of the earth. There are approximately 10 major dams
(which have had quite
an impact on the rivers ecology) on this river, which eventually
trickles out into the gulf of Mexico having lost most of its flow
to over 20 million people and 2 million acres of agricultural
farmlands while generating over 12 million KWs of electricity
each year. .
The Grand canyon, now a world heritage site and one of the seven
wonders of the world, was first explored
in 1869 by Major john Wesley Powell in boats not fit for a bath
tub let alone the hydraulics of this geological wonder and since
then it has claimed the lives of manyaspiring adventurers (there's
even a book out called "death in the Canyon" which details
these drownings, climbing accidents, plane crashes, hypothermia
and dehydration. (One may still see the remains of these wooden
so called boats still lying high above today's water level) The
distance from the North to
South rim extends somewhere from one to twelve kilometers while
the inner rim closes in so tightly sometimes that the sky is hardly
visible, and eighty years onwards in 1949, only 100 people had
ever traveled the river.
The
main entry point and accepted start of the canyon gorge is believed
to be Lees ferry, slightly down stream from Glen canyon dam (710
feet high and built 1963). The water originates more than 200-300
feet below the dam surface and the water is freezing, somewhere
between 7-13 degrees Celsius while the air temperature
is well into the mid thirties and even late forties in summer.
This is great for trout of which there is plenty but not underdressed
South Africans used to warm tropical water. Just about everyone
paddles in dry tops, sometimes wet suits and most have thermal
gear etc underneath. The canyon part of the river then winds over
270miles down to Lake Mead and Hoover dam where there is also
another hydroelectric station, and which between Glen canyon and
Hoover alters the flow rate depending
on the demand for electricity in towns such as Las Vegas down
stream. If the major tributaries of the Grand Canyon and the Colorado
river were placed end to end they would probably cover a distance
in excess of 20 000 kms. Before Glen canyon dam flow rates of
in excess of 200 000 cumecs have been reported
which would have resulted in most of the legendary rapids being
washed out, however creating hugeeddy lines and hydraulics. Typically
now the level alternates between 5000 to 20 000 cubic meters per
second which creates sometimes rather exciting paddling.
A lot of the Canyon is fast flowing large volume water with many
side canyons entering (also bearing trout) along the way. Initially
it is crystal clear however depending which side stream is flowing,
such as the confluence of the Little Colorado it more often than
not changes to2that of muddy brown, reminiscentof at least something
back home. As one travels further into the canyon the rapids become
more frequent however not that technical apart from Horn creak
where a ferry to the left at this water level prevented
one from a series rather ugly, large holes leading directly into
an undercut cliff face and a definite, if you lucky, rather unpleasant
under water swim for some extended time. Other well known such
as Hans, Granite (often referred to as an aquatic hell), Crystal
and a few others contained big upstream breaking waves, and laterals
bouncing off the cliff faces, interspersed by the usual holes
and river hydraulics that large rivers contain. It is however
still a relatively forgiving river, which certainly necessitates
a bombproof roll or some unpleasant down time. Most of the large
waves, even those that are recycling upstream and rolling backwards,
would stop one dead, flip you backwards end over end then more
often than not release you. Like any other big volume river there
are the usual eddy lines at
the bottom of rapids and big whirlpools both of which are fun
in small boats. Lava (created by a huge lava flow that obliterated
and dammed the river for some time and distinguished
by this black aerie wedge of lavorous rock extending directly
into the river), was undoubtedly the most interesting, probably
because of the incredible surfing foam pile at the bottom which
would recycle every now and again, and if one was lucky (or unlucky
enough!) to catch it, would pick the boat and paddler skywards
and bury both in the same way a hollow wave out at sea would do
to a cork. (This undoubtedly had to be one of the most legendary
surfing waves at this level I have ever seen) On the bottom right
the river piled into a rock and became redirected back upstream
in quite a violent upstream
eddy and boil while exiting downriver again through a very narrow
one-meter gap. I did see a kayaker become sucked through this
upside down and if it wasn't for her very competent ability and
cool head of remaining in the boat inverted, the outcome could
have been fatal. It did however create magnificent surfing activity
for both long and short boats alike with the top of the foam stack
sitting way above the bottom of the trough.
Our trip ended at a place called Diamond creak while the canyon
extends downstream, with no major rapids over another 40 odd miles
eventually ending in Lake Mead. Egress if difficult over this
area and usually means a long paddle across the dam.
There are many more pics on my web site under the kayaking section.

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Early Days
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