During our return to the boat, one of the guides Curtis turned to me and handed me a small plant to examine. I wish I could remember the name of it. I crushed it and it smelled of lemon. This was the first of many times Curtis would take time to share with me or someone else some nugget of canyon flora or fauna. After completing this short hike, we travelled a short way down the river and stopped for lunch.
After lunch, we reached Nanokoweap canyon in the early afternoon. I believe Tommy had planned for us to go farther this day. But upon seeing both camps empty, he stopped and said we were going to camp here that day. It was only around 2:30, and we had only gone 9 miles. No one argued. We set up camp, and set off to the Nankoweap granaries. The natives farmed the mouth of the Nankoweap canyon's fertile soil. They would store grain for the next year's crops high up on the hills in sealed caves. They would seal them by covering them with rock and river mud, and before finishing the process light a small fire inside. The smoke from the fire would show them where to seal better, and when all sealed the fire would use up the oxygen in the cave, helping to preserve their grain. The hike up to the granaries offers some of the most photographed views in the canyon.
Upon returning to camp we settled in for another nice night. Great scenery,
Fun music,
Day 4 in the books. 10 more days to go still!!! 53 miles down, 171 to go.


















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