The Wahweap RV Resorts was great and also very busy forcing us to get our shit together and the boat in the water the day after we arrived. We did get lucky with that 1st night and an open spot. No worries as we were anxious to get on the lake and see all the sights Lake Powell had to offer. Wahweap and the Stateline launch ramp are both on the extreme western side of Lake Powell. Stateline, literally meaning the Stateline of AZ and UT. We got a little confused with the time zones driving to this place since it changed constantly. We decided to keep our watches set to the Pacific Time and not worry about it! We started operating based on when the sun came up and went down….who really cares what time it was?!
I have also been accustomed to not wearing shoes and just going barefoot. When taking the Blue dog out for his late night potty/poop session I quickly learned that we were not on the beach anymore! My feet landed on what I surely thought was a broken glass bottle only to discover a new and vicious type of what Bailie calls “Sticker Burrs!” These things hurt like hell and come out of nowhere! Flip Flops or shoes will be required while in these parts.
That morning we sailed out of Stateline Marina and into Wahweap Bay. The sun really makes the red color come out of the cliffs and rocks. It seems to change all day with the angle the light comes from. With a steady morning wind from the south we were able to tack our way around some really cool rock formations and find a secluded sandy cove to beach the boat for the night near Wiregrass Canyon. Before that we found a sandy beach that sat below a huge rock formation that looked like a natural amphitheater. We were thinking the Mute Swans could put on a great show here!
We thought we would stay at this spot only to discover some asshole cleaned a bunch of fish leaving the remains right there on the sand. This pisses me off because all you have to do is throw them back in the water and let nature take care of them. Instead they ruined a perfectly good campsite and attracted probably every fly from the lake! Come on people…..Don’t be that lazy asshole!
We decided to camp in Wiregrass Canyon.The hike up the canyon was said to have a few natural arches formed when water flowed over the sandstone for many years through the tributaries and into the lake. The next morning we set out on foot to find these natural wonders. I led the crew (Bailie & Blue) through a maze of washes and sandstone cliffs. We hiked for probably 2 mi only to find the trail/wash blocked by tumble weeds and brush, most likely from a previous storm. Despite my best efforts at motivating the crew to push on through this roadblock, a mutiny like decision was made to return to the safety of the boat. No arches were seen although we did come across a loan hiker who had cell phone evidence of a “Humanoid” who may or may not have been lurking around his campsite the night before. He was pretty excited about his findings and even had pictures of the footprints imprinted in the mud. We were pretty sure they were made by someone wearing water shoes, but didn’t want to burst his bubble!
Back at the boat we drank some cold water, maybe had a shot or 2, and prepared to set sail for another glorious beach on which to make camp for the night. The possibilities are endless on this lake with so many coves and canyons to explore. We tacked back and forth up river and around Loan Rock and Castle Rock with a solid south wind providing all the power we needed. We still have yet to see another sailboat out here, but enjoy the attention we get as we glide on by!
There is a small straight that runs north of Antelope Island. We thought was too shallow to pas due the low water levels based on what we could see on our map. We were wrong as the local authorities have dredged it and all boats can pass through this really cool narrow channel and into Warm Creek Bay. The only other way around would have taken an extra 3-4hrs! We sailed around this section of the lake only to discover all the good spots were already taken. We beached the boat for a short time in order to stretch our legs and let the Blue Dog have some fun! We decided not to stay long and motored back through the straight and found a great spot across the lake from the launch ramp we would be returning to the next day. We set up camp, cooked steaks over the fire, gazed at the blanket of stars above us, and made smores! Smore of what you might ask…..Use your imagination!