Remote Entrails of Lake Powell, Utah

Stuck In Paradise

When our Stand-Up Paddleboards (SUPs) jammed in between the rock-walls, we left them behind. We swam further into the depths of the slot canyon and when the crack became so tight we couldn’t swim anymore, we pressed on sideways pushing against the rock. And then, finally, there was nowhere to go. Totally stuck, with our chests being crushed by the sheer walls dropping from the sky and our feet treading the bottomless cold water, we looked at each other and laughed. This was the end. This was exactly what we came here to see. Priceless! Larger than life, exhilarated by this most remote hole you could ever imagine, we started to work our way back to find our SUPs, then our boat, and then our primitive camp…

(Four days of crazy mini-adventures with my brother Ondrej, far from civilization and the cellphone coverage.)