Rich coming down the Big Rappel, Ram providing a bottom belay. There were amazingly obnoxious flies at the bottom, and the absolute worst spot was the bottom of the rappel. As we provided a bottom belay for each rapper, there was much dancing and waving on the part of the belayer, to escape the flies.

Rich at the bottom of the big rap. Rock climbers note: 300' tall splitter crack, with a nice little overhang at the top... yum!

Rich on the Penultimate rappel - short - final rappel in the background.

The last rap in the canyon.

Todd and Aaron, hiking out the lower canyon. No sticking the ropes for us! We did, however, gather up 80 lbs of trash to hike out, some of which a charming boating family carried out to the Marina.

Life on the Big River.

At the end, we blew up our pool toys and floated out of there, down to Lee's Ferry. And floated, and floated... It was the most placid section of river, so we paddled much of it, to the point of aching shoulders. The Trail Boats do not paddle very well! Aaron split for the long drive back to Tucson, Ram for Fort Collins. The rest of us stuck around for a little canyon the next day... but that's another trip report altogether...