This morning we woke up to another great pot of cowboy coffee, fresh blueberry pancakes, and bacon. Last night’s sleep was not as good as the night before, at least for me. Jennifer, the kids, and I tried to get our camp packed up while we still had the shadow of the canyon on it. Other’s didn’t, and had to pack up in full sun. After packing camp, we shoved off for our last day of rafting. As soon as we were floating down river, all four of our boats were lashed together to make a huge 28 foot rafting rig, for our float into Lake Powell. The further we got into the lake, the more green and wildlife we saw. There were some amazingly high cliff faces, just beside us. Some were over 1,800 feet high.