That's How We Rowl: The Powell Project V

Kelly Giving us a Clinic

The Rowley's have become spoiled. Each year since 2004, the Nash Family has included us in an annual Lake Powell trip.

Here's a brief rundown on why we keep returning. (why they keep inviting us is another question altogether)

First and foremost,

The People: The Nash Family and their extended family and friends are the cream o' the crop. They are fun, energetic, positive and hilarious.

The Adventure: Just a few highlights from our years' on the Lake are captured below.

Nine-year-old Pete sleep-walking right off the 2nd story of HouseBoat.

Lynn cliff jumping off an enormous (at least 6-foot) cliff to an encouraging choir singing a Pocahantas medley

SPA Day. 'Nuff Said.

Two cracked ribs in one week... You gotta' love those crazy High Priests.

Two VERY memorable bonfires! It's a miracle all fingers and toes are in place

The Beauty. While I'm not typically a "desert" person, the immensity of the canyons and the color of the rock and sky are so impressive. It is the antithesis of Seattle scenery and it is awe inspiring.

The Stories. It is a week-long gab fest. It is so fun to get caught up with old friends and new ones, share opinions on books and politics (my apologies to the entire boat, by the way for my leftist leanings), be universally disgusted by the People, Us and Hello magazines that we stood in line to buy (okay, that I stood in line to buy) and laugh and laugh and laugh.

Each trip has truly been a treasure and we thank our gracious hosts and their wonderful friends for another memorable year.