On April 28, 2016, Kathy and I flew to Oakland, to celebrate my son Ethan’s marriage to Florence (Flo) Landau. The wedding took place in Sonoma County, and this is the link to that post:
But this post is to present the photos taken on those flights – something I have done before on this blog. On this occasion, I used my Coolpix P600 Superzoom camera, which gave me great advantage.
The Albuquerque to Oakland flight was very cloudy, and did not allow more than a brief glimpse of the Grand Canyon. But a few minutes later, we came over the upper end of Lake Mead, which was relatively free of cloud cover.
The photo shows land that was formerly under water. Specifically, there was, in 2007, a bay of green water to the upstream side of Sandy Point. We rowed across that bay to end our Grand Canyon trip of that year (see photo below). As can be seen here, that bay is now gone, having become part of the Colorado River shoreline. The progressive lowering of Lake Mead is due to continuing drought. When full, Lake Mead extended forty miles up into the Grand Canyon, to Mile 236. The head of the lake is now at Mile 293, a difference of 57 miles! View to the northwest.
From a campsite on the shore of Sandy Point, our flotilla was motored down-lake to the next take-out, at South Cove (see photo below).
If the current drought doesn’t abate, one can expect, over the next number of years, to see this take-out become exposed land and rendered useless. This back story begins to suggest how Lake Mead ruined the final forty miles of the Grand Canyon – Mile 236 to Mile 276 – by first filling it with water, and then sediment. Here is the link to the full story:
Our return flight to Albuquerque went by way of Portland, but I didn’t have a window seat on the Oakland to Portland segment. Kathy reported that she saw a bunch of volcanoes, including Mt. Rainier. I got a window seat, as passengers left the plane at Portland, for the next segment. This flight was a great bonus, providing views of many places in the West that I am familiar with, starting with the volcanoes of the Cascade Range. Mt Hood was first up, as we flew on a southeasterly course right past it.
Heading east from Oregon, we passed over Boise, ID and the Snake River Plain, on the way to the Salt Lake area.
We next flew along the Wasatch Range, which is immediately east of the Great Salt Lake and Salt Lake City. Many of the mountains were obscured by clouds.
We continued east, over the Green River desert.
The La Sal Mountains, to the east of Moab, were next, followed by the Dolores and San Juan rivers.
We ran a good number of raft trips on the Dolores, prior to the construction of Mc Phee dam. We quit after that, but Kathy and I enjoyed some great fishing in the river when it was a new tailwater. View to the northeast.
And speaking of tailwaters, here’s the best of the bunch. Over a number of years, Kathy and I spent considerable time on the San Juan, and for a couple of years I operated a guide service, called Quality Water Guides. A tailwater is a stretch of river directly downstream from a dam, which often provides top-notch fishing. View to the northeast.