After driving 7 and 1/2 hours through the dead of night I arrived at Bullfrog Marina just as the sun was coming up. This was an awesome start to an awesome vacation at Lake Powell. Sure I was a little tired from the long drive but seeing the majestic beauty of Lake Powell with its red cliffs and clear water first thing in the morning can have a motivating effect on a person.
5 Days of scuba diving, wake boarding, cliff diving, hiking, and anything else I could think of, all in the company of great friends is my idea of pretty good vacation.
8:00 - We had the houseboat fully loaded with all the food, beer and gear necessary to stay alive for 5 days away from civilization.
8:05 - With the houseboat instruction tour complete, I backed the houseboat out of her slip and headed off into the main channel between Bullfrog Marina and Halls Crossing to meet up with the wake board boat. Our 53 foot houseboat lacked speed but on a vacation like this, who really needs it.
9:10 - We met up with the wake board boat and proceeded South towards the Arizona side of the lake. With three woman showing up later that day our goal was stay close to the marinas.
9:30am - 8:30 pm This part of the day would represent the montage scene of a movie. Set to the backdrop of some hip hop song, the montage would show our little group wake boarding, drinking beer, cliff diving.
8:45 pm - I am now water logged, sun baked and have had nothing to eat but rice krispies treats for the better part of a day. My carnivorous side is craving protein in the form of a bacon wrapped fillet. Just because we are in the middle of nowhere doesn't mean we have to live like savages.
11:30 pm - Two days of not sleeping, compounded with all the fun in the sun are catching up to me. It is time to call it a night. Or so I thought?
2:30 am - The phone rings and the woman we were suppose to be meeting took a major detour and ended up on the wrong side of the lake 3 hours late. They finally get back to the house boat and the party starts again. Oh well, sleeping is overrated.
To post or not to post, that is the question. I thought I would try and condense the whole trip into one long post but as long winded as I can be, that might turn into a mini novel instead of a blog, so check back for tomorrows post where Vitalyte introduces its new mascot V to the trip, I scuba dive in the 350 foot murky depths of Lake Powell, and the fun continues.