In a previous blog I wrote about some of the places that Telluride people go to get out of Telluride when they are experiencing a bit of canyon fever. For me, there is one place that always rises above any other place to go to, and it deserves its own page. Lake Powell. Lake Powell may be a four hour drive but it feels like the other side of the world.
Lake Powell is the second largest manmade lake in the United States, and has only been around since the 1970s. During this time it has become a huge hub for boat lovers. The lake itself occupies 161K acres so allowing enough time to explore it is ideal. There are six marinas ideally located around the lake all of which rent houseboats so that you can spend a few nights or a few weeks right on the water. And if you or a friend has a speed boat to cruise on during the day, that makes the trip even better.
Our trips to Powell usually play out like this: drive to the marina, unload all of stuff (food, drinks, toys, and clothes) onto our docked houseboat. Next we divide our group between the houseboat and our speed boat and head off! We typically pick a general direction we want to camp for the duration of our stay, then the speed boat goes ahead and looks for a good spot, while the house boat slowly follows. Once we anchor, the fun begins!
The house boat is more of the home base, where we sleep and eat, and the speed boats are for play. In the morning, while the water is still calm, we go for a ski, and then the rest of the day is up for whatever water sport the group wants to do. Another fun thing we usually do is to pack a lunch and go on a long day trip to another part of the lake. There are so many coves, bays and rock formations to explore, and the canyons can become so narrow that boating through becomes precarious. But, it’s all worth it. The beauty is simply unreal. And you have the opportunity to swim in crystal clear warm water, cliff jump and even get out and hike to hidden arches. At night we head to the beach and build a bonfire. It’s the perfect setting to eat jiffy pop and s’mores while gazing at what seems like a million stars in the sky. You might get lucky and see a shooting star too. There is no other place like Powell.
I have been going to Lake Powell since before I was born (in fact just weeks from being born still in my mother’s stomach) and take as many trips as possible each summer. In fact, the last time I went was one of the best times yet. It was a very large group comprised of three houseboats full of people, and six speed boats for playtime. I did every sport possible to do while I was there wanting to make the absolute most of my final 2015 trip. I went waterskiing, wakeboarding, wake surfing, air chairing and, of course, tubing. My favorite, though, is water skiing, I have been doing it the longest, and it always gives me such a rush.
This trip, I tried a couple of new tricks while wake surfing, some were successful and some were not, but all were fun to attempt. First, I tried to complete a 360 turn on my board, I would get around, but lose the wave right away. Not to be defeated, I tried a trick that involved a child surfing with me that was a huge success. I put her in between my legs and surfed like normal. It was a challenge, but once I got a handle on it, I had a blast, and so did she.
Lake Powell is my happy place. Not matter what; going there makes me happier than I am anywhere else. It has a very special spot in my heart, and I hope if you ever have the chance to go, that you too are as touched as I am.