Lake Powell

August 2008
Lake Powell

We took our annual Fuller Family Reunion to our favorite vacationing spot - Lake Powell. We camped at Lone Rock on our own private piece of lake front property. OK, so it was ours since I make my family get there before us and stake out a good piece of land.

Camping on the beach was a little different this year. The water level is as high as I've seen it in six years, so that pushed us up further on the sand where weeds had been growing for years. So, no one (except for the boys who have feet made of hard leather) went barefoot.

It was also the most people I've ever seen tenting it. I think high gas prices and more locals choosing to spend their vacation closer to home was the reason why. The was the first year we didn't have a trailer to camp in. Which was OK at the lake for me since they don't let you run your generator past 10 pm and there is absolutely no breeze inside a trailer.

Matt and Milo were right there whenever they heard a 4-wheeler being started up. Sam actually let Matt drive (steer and control the throttle).

Sam's a lot better than I am about letting Matt do things independently.

Glen Canyon Dam is in the background. The depth finder on Dr. Jeff's

(my sister-in-law, Allison's, dad) read that it was 400-something feet deep right there.

Mom (on the left) and Aunt Laura (on the right).

Matt loves the water as long as he can touch the bottom. Milo wouldn't get near it. Cooper just tried to survive crawling in the stickers.

Milo didn't go around finishing everyone's drinks this year, unlike last year.

Milo watching for downed skiiers.

We found this archipelego (wahoo! who ever uses that word??) of partially submerged rocks in a cove. It was fun to walk on water and swim from rock to rock in the middle of the lake.