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Day 1
In October of 2003, the nine nazgul rode again, except this time there
were eight nazgul, as Manish fell into shadow. Eight bravely carried on
to Lake Powell, for a houseboating adventure through the canyons of southern
Utah.
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Getting to Lake Powell was an adventure in itself, as 4 were re-routed
to Indianapolis, had to watch the Cubs game 7 at the airport, and didn't
arrive in Las Vegas until 1 AM, 5 hours after expected. After being picked
up by the other 4, they all departed in their van for the 5 hour drive
through Nevada, Arizona, and Utah. By the time they all arrived at Uncle
Bill's motel in Page, Arizona, it was 5:30 AM, a mere two hours before
having to depart for the marina.
  After
a very short sleep, off to the marina it was to pick up the houseboat
and motorboat, and head into the canyons. It didn't take long for the
first adventure to begin. Chris and Rich headed out to pick up the motorboat,
while the rest loaded up the houseboat and got a head start up the lake.
It wasn't long before the first of many cries of "Where's Warren'
were to be heard, as the group quickly realized they had departed without
him. Being too far into the journey to turn back, they radioed Chris and
Rich and informed them to pick up Warren at the marina before departing
and bring him with. Leave no man behind. 1 hour later, with Warren safely
on board, the motorboat caught the houseboat, and all were united.
 After
cruising for a while, it was time to hook up the inner tubes and go for
a ride. Everyone got theirs, and the award for the best tumble clearly
goes to DJ, who did a 3 somersault tumble into the pleasant waters of
Lake Powell.
Again  the
 houseboat
and motorboat got separated, and Brian, Gautam, Warren, and DJ spent at
least an hour looking for the houseboat, which was parked on a secret
beach. After numerous walkie talkie conversations, the secret    cove
was found, and all were reunited once again. The cove was on a small island
with great views in all directions, and a formidable wall which everyone
decided to see how high upon they could get. The wall proved too vertical
though, and they could only get about 1/3 the way up before additional
skills would have been required. But the views were great.
  After
some time hiking around, everyone headed back out on the boat to do some
exploring and watch the sunset and the glow of the evening sun upon the
canyons. 8 guys a motorboat and the sunset - very romantic. After substantial
touring in which they saw the face of Jesus and an angel in the rock formations,
it was back to the beach for the evening around the fire, an bbq dinner,
and many games of liar's poker.
It was also the evening of evil Rich, discussions about terrorism, George
Bush, and Rush Limbaugh. There was the blazing fire, the FYYFF t-shirt,
pitching of beer cans, chimneys, rolling in urine, accusations of supporting
terrorism...all in all not pretty...but very entertaining.
On to Day 2 ->
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