Archive for May, 2010

The Dream Trip: Camp 11, March 12

Monday, May 31st, 2010

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Day fifteen started real slow. I loved sleeping in at Poncho’s Kitchen and letting the morning start itself. We just didn’t feel like moving fast. Poncho’s is so nice and the bright sun was so mellow. Poncho’s might be one of the best groover sites we had on this trip. There is nothing like great morning sun and a view up and down the river. I’d hate to have someone come by and not be able to wave to them.
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A small colony of Organ Pipe Cactus and Paul’s holey rocks.
After a great breakfast we finally launched at 11:20 and worked a staying dry in Doris and Fishtail. We were moving into what is called the “Muav Gorge” which lasts from about mile 139 to somewhere below National Canyon. Here the canyon has 1500′ deep walls of Redwall, Temple Butte and Muav limestone. The walls are quite vertical. If someone tells you to “park it where the sun don’t shine”, the Muav Gorge would be the likely place to try it. Some call it the “Ice Box”.
Passing the mouth of Kanab Creek just below mile 143 we thought of Major Powell’s second journey in 1872 which ended there. They had hiked out to Kanab for supplies. While there jacob Hamblin, Lee’s great great grandfather, advised Powell to abort saying that the Indians downstream were hostile. The Utah Blackhawk War had been raging since 1864 and Hamblin felt going on would be unwise. I don’t know why he didn’t give them the same advice in 1869. The Blackhawk War ended in 1872. The last skirmish was just a few miles from Spring City near the town of Fountain Green. A large group of Indians from all over the west had gathered near Fountain Green for a Ghost Dance. The US Army gathered them up without much of a fight and they were all shipped off to reservations.
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We pulled into Matkatamiba thinking we would have it to ourselves like we had had Deer Creek the day before. My habit is to always tie up as if someone is coming in on top of you so I tied the boat upstream both bow and stern. Just as we were starting to hike up the creek in came a group we had not seen yet came charging in. The young woman at the oars asked “Is this Olo already?” I informed her that Olo was three miles back upstream. The rest of her group came in in very close formation. I jumped to and Lee and I helped them get their boats secured. One old guy came in wide flailing at the oars and cursing. Unable to make the pull in, he went on down to Matkat Hotel to wait for them.
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We thought,”Well there goes our privacy.” We went on up to grab what solitude we could while they phutzed around with their gear. To our surprise they never did come up to the patio area. They climbed up the narrows and went back out on the high trail, never entering the area where we were.
Needless to say we had a great time hanging out. As we were leaving the boats we had told them to go ahead and take the first camp if they wanted it and we would find something smaller down stream.
As we floated down from Matkat to Upset we just didn’t see anything even big enough for our one boat so we ran Upset in the late afternoon light. It is a beautiful rapid in the sun. It was nice not have it looking at us in the morning chill.
We decided to go on down to Upper Ledges for camp. I prefer this camp to the main Ledges Camp. No one else was in the area so I didn’t feel bad about taking a large camp for our little group.
Dinner was chili dawgs, eaten with gusto. On the side were homemade thick cut potato chips with fry sauce and sliced avocados in lime juice. Not bad for day fifteen on a no-ice trip.

Heritage Day 2010

Monday, May 31st, 2010

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I had hoped to have two firings out in time for Heritage Day 2010. I was able to get one out. Above are some of the pots that came out of the firing unloaded Friday afternoon. It was a good firing, number 71 for this kiln.
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The weather cooperated in spite of predictions to the contrary all week. I don’t think we set any records but it was a very successful sale day at the pottery. At the end of the day I had about as much inventory as I had before unloading the kiln Friday so I’d say we sold about a kiln load. The Friends of Historic Spring City, who sponsor heritage Day, were very pleased with the day reporting $28K gross sales. The local LDS ward youth took in around $6K on their breakfast and lunch sales.
The Friends of Historic Spring City wanted an ATM but the city wouldn’t let them put one up at the old school (city property) without meeting with the city council which can not happen until June, so I agreed to let them place one at the pottery shop. It didn’t hurt my sales any. At the end of the day I had a nice stack of crisp new $20 bills in my till.
My first visitors in the morning were Earl and Claude from Kingstown, Jamaica.
The usual Provo gang were there as well including Davy, who helped me all day, Sam, Jason, Kayte and Sara the Brains.
Amber Denton Johnson and two of her kids.

Thanks to all of those who came out and supported us. Lee, who’s studio was also on the tour sold a few paintings as well.

Ada Vera Webster Udall

Tuesday, May 11th, 2010

Ada Vera Webster Udall, born March 13, 1927 in NYC died peacefully May 7, 2010 in Provo, UT. Ada was the eldest of 5 children born to of LeRoy Kingsley Webster and Mary Olive Mason. Ada married the love of her life, Addison Richard Udall on August 22, 1946 in The SLC Temple. They had 54 wonderful years together here on earth.
Ada and Addison lived 40 years in Merced, CA where they raised their 5 children. Addison practiced medicine and Ada became a consummate homemaker, mother, wife and devoted member of the church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints. She was a generous hostess and often shared her home and resources with those in need. She loved her husband, children, grand children, nieces and nephews, and all of her extended family of Websters and Udalls. The Udalls had many dear friends in Merced. Ada and Addison moved to Provo, UT in 1992 to be closer to their children.
She will be remembered for her concern for others, a life of spreading joy and of service, her warm laugh and smile, her gift for making friends and putting people at ease. She also had a great love for animals, and many a dog and cat found heaven on earth in her home. She was intelligent, well read and a willing traveler of the world when she had the chance.

She was preceded in death by Addison (2001) a son Noel (1968) and her parents, and brothers Wayne Webster (Mary) and Scott Webster.

She is survived by 4 children, Marc Richard (Ruth), Sara Henderson (Robert), Lee Bennion (Joe), and Matthew (Geri), 13 grandchildren, 8 great grandchildren, sisters Gayle Sims (Bob) and Sharon Harvey (Ray) and numerous nieces and nephews.

A viewing will be held at Berg Mortuary, 185 E. Center in Provo, Utah from 6-8 pm on May 14. Funeral services will be held at the Lindon 19th Ward Meeting House, 44 S. 400 E. Lindon, Utah on May 15th , viewing from 10 am to 10:45 and services beginning at 11 am.

Last pots before the deluge.

Saturday, May 1st, 2010

Preparing for the river also means getting the pots made. I had hoped to get a firing off before leaving but that will not be the case. I did get enough made that I can fire a soon as I return in late March. Lee and I are driving south this morning and the last week has been a blur of boat repair (one valve had to be replaced), general gear rigging and food packing. We are ready and actually had time last night to host Zina and several of her friends for a home cooked roast beef dinner.
here are some of the last pots:
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A my friend Ed Palmer used to say, “Mugs are money.”

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So are these little bowls that stack rim to rim and foot to foot under my bottom shelf , and they are fun to make.

I’ll be back…..

More from the lap of the world

Saturday, May 1st, 2010

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Female Northern Flicker, Redtail Hawk, female and male Redwinged Blackbird

Leaving my post for a few days.

Saturday, May 1st, 2010

I’ll be leaving tomorrow in the afternoon to go to Moab, Utah to rig and launch a river trip in Cataract Canyon of the Colorado River. I have been making pots, gardening and generally what ever needs doing around the place. Here are some of the pots.

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These bowls are thrown from thirty pounds of clay. The rim is textured by rolling a bisqued clay cylinder over it.
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I am making jugs in three sizes, 3 lbs, 4.5 lbs and 6 lbs.

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I also made a run of these crocks. Lee wanted a couple for the kitchen so I made a bunch for her to choose from.

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I made these vases with handles in the same three sizes as the jugs.

The Dream Trip: Camp 10, March 11

Saturday, May 1st, 2010

I think someone at Glen Canyon Dam has been smoking crack rock. I can make no sense of the flow regimen at this point. The night we spent at Randy’s Rock the water started coming up around 8 pm. When I got up at 5:30 am to check the water had already gone out again. ?????

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Camped away from the water it took us a while to get the gear to the boat and ready to launch. We were rigged and launched by 9 am. It was a clear crisp morning. We enjoyed the float down to Specter Rapid. I was able to stay fairly dry in Specter by cutting left through the lateral waves at the top. Below Specter we stopped to look at the waterfall on river right between Specter and Bedrock.

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We scouted Bedrock and decided to take a stroll up the creek there. I have always thought I should do that but have never taken the time. As you can see from these pics it is sweet. There is a lot of variety in the rock. She looks good in her Kokatat, eh?
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As we were getting back to the boat a party we had not encountered yet came up to scout. They launched on Monday, March 1. The permit holder was a guy named Raven. We scouted with them and asked if we could run with them through Bedrock and Dubendorff. We ran first and had a very clean run staying way right of the rock. My last encounter with BR I ran left and was not keen to do it again. Above is an image from that run. Note how FULL the boat is. We were bailing for a long time. We also ran Dubendorf with the Raven group. My run was good except that when I made it past the Table Rock I got too much into celebrating and almost hung up on the rock below on rive right.

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Raven tried to get us to lunch with them at Stone Creek but we prefered to have a floating lunch. We stopped and looked at a nice little ephemeral waterfall on river right above mile 133 Mile Creek. Above Tapeats Creek was saw the group who launched on February 28. They were laid over at Racetrack, a small and miserable camp who’s only virtue is its proximity to Tapeats Creek. In Granite Narrows we stopped to check out some cool rocks and take pictures of the view upstream looking at Powell Plateau.

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Though we had planned to mostly only stop and hike places we had not tried before we decided to stop at Deer Creek. It was late in the day and there was no one else there. Having a place like Deer Creek to ourselves was something not to be missed.
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The Deer Creek Narrows are sacred to the Southern Paiute peoples. Their belief is that this is where the spirits of the dead come to pass out of this world and into the next. It is the portal. The hand pictographs found here represent the ones who have passed on. Many people visit this beautiful place each year unaware of its significance. Some lower themselves on ropes into the narrows below the foot path. This is offensive to the Paiute. This is their most sacred site. Some rappel out of the narrows down the path of the waterfall. This is illegal and can end in a citation and fine.
How often do you see this? Deer creek is usually a circus. After the stop at deer creek we floated down and made out camp at Poncho’s Kitchen, a lovely over hung beach on river left at mile 137. Poncho’s is special to us. It was Paul Frisby’s favorite camp. Paul passed away in 1998 while preparing for a Grand Canyon trip that he was not able to make.
Dinner was red enchilada casserole in the dutch oven. It was warm so we slept out watching the stars pinwheel around Polaris.