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amphitheater of the Music Temple. Exploring about, we found the names of Dellenbach, Stewart, Powell, and others, and dates back to 1871. Quietly we gathered by the edge of the dark blue pool, led there by the sweet echoing melodies Merly played from the far side of the Temple. Bob Parry conducted the meeting; and after Dave opened with prayer, Mary Kenner conducted (though she did not attempt nor could she had she wanted to sing with us: for some reason she had become quite hoarse) "Oh, Ye Mountains High." It had never before been quite so beautiful. In this simple, glorious setting the Sacrament of our Lord was administered, and stirring talks were given by Bob Enz, Plowg, Sharon, Allan, and Jeannie. With a song and a prayer, one of the loveliest meetings we had ever attended closed. Merly played more for us and told us again about Powell's expedition and about the dedication of the Temple to the memory of three of the men from that first trip who lost their lives to the Indians. Then, from under the giant arching roof, the music reverberated and filled the entire space and our hearts as well. With a little urging, the Pea Picker Trio sang: If I had one wish to make Here is what I'd choose, Just an old straw hat, a suit of overalls, And a worn out pair of shoes... Plowg, Chuck, and Joyce were practically professional, as we had discovered at the campfire in Lake Canyon. Bob Wilson and his mother, Glad, sang "Beautiful Ohio" in delightful harmony; and finally everyone got into the act in a rather comic finale. On the short trip back to the boats, since there was not a great distance to be covered, we loitered looking for arrowheads and flints in this old Indian chipping ground. To our great delight, not to mention his, Dave found an authentic and long-searched-for arrowhead. We could now continue our trip, happy that Dave's life was complete. Eager to arrive at our next camp, we passed by the Hidden Passage where another hike could be had. The landing which awaited us was to be a tricky one, and the Pea Pickers were the only crew which did not need the help of the launch as well as some rather muddy physical exertion in order to guide their raft to shore. A back eddy of gigantic size swept upstream from the left shore where we hoped to land and carried everything in the river over to the right wall and on downstream. Once past the cross sweep of the eddy, each crew had to fight the current all the way into shore. The launch would tow each of us in turn over the first bad current, and then the rest was up to us. The Cal Bears'
Object Description
Rating | |
Title | A Socotwa Trip Log |
Creator | Kingdon, Sharon |
Subject |
Glen Canyon (Utah and Ariz.) Rafting (Sports) -- Colorado River (Colo.-Mexico) |
Description | Socotwa is a trip log of participant activities and photographs from a river rafting voyage through the Glen Canyon area of the Colorado River from June 11-19, 1958. The name, Socotwa, comes from the South Cottonwood Ward of the LDS Church, which first started the trips. |
Date.Digital | 2002-09 |
Date.Original | 1958-06 |
Type | image |
Format | image/jpeg |
Digitization Specs | JPEG image for display. Archived TIFF image was scanned at 600 dpi with a CreoScitex EverSmart Jazz+ scanner. |
Owning Institution | Sherratt Library, Southern Utah University, Cedar City, Utah |
Publisher.Digital | Sherratt Library, Southern Utah University |
Language | eng |
Rights | Digital image c2002 Sherratt Library, Southern Utah University. All rights reserved. |
Scanned by | Nielson, Charles |
Cataloged by | Ahlstrom, Linda |
CONTENTdm file name | 1.cpd |
Description
Identifier | ph016i118.jpg |
Title | Socotwa text: page 017 |
Creator | Kingdon, Sharon |
Subject |
Glen Canyon (Utah and Ariz.) Rafting (Sports)--Colorado River (Colo.-Mexico) |
Description | amphitheater of the Music Temple. Exploring about, we found the names of Dellenbach, Stewart, Powell, and others, and dates back to 1871. Quietly we gathered by the edge of the dark blue pool, led there by the sweet echoing melodies Merly played from the far side of the Temple. Bob Parry conducted the meeting; and after Dave opened with prayer, Mary Kenner conducted (though she did not attempt nor could she had she wanted to sing with us: for some reason she had become quite hoarse) "Oh, Ye Mountains High." It had never before been quite so beautiful. In this simple, glorious setting the Sacrament of our Lord was administered, and stirring talks were given by Bob Enz, Plowg, Sharon, Allan, and Jeannie. With a song and a prayer, one of the loveliest meetings we had ever attended closed. Merly played more for us and told us again about Powell's expedition and about the dedication of the Temple to the memory of three of the men from that first trip who lost their lives to the Indians. Then, from under the giant arching roof, the music reverberated and filled the entire space and our hearts as well. With a little urging, the Pea Picker Trio sang: If I had one wish to make Here is what I'd choose, Just an old straw hat, a suit of overalls, And a worn out pair of shoes... Plowg, Chuck, and Joyce were practically professional, as we had discovered at the campfire in Lake Canyon. Bob Wilson and his mother, Glad, sang "Beautiful Ohio" in delightful harmony; and finally everyone got into the act in a rather comic finale. On the short trip back to the boats, since there was not a great distance to be covered, we loitered looking for arrowheads and flints in this old Indian chipping ground. To our great delight, not to mention his, Dave found an authentic and long-searched-for arrowhead. We could now continue our trip, happy that Dave's life was complete. Eager to arrive at our next camp, we passed by the Hidden Passage where another hike could be had. The landing which awaited us was to be a tricky one, and the Pea Pickers were the only crew which did not need the help of the launch as well as some rather muddy physical exertion in order to guide their raft to shore. A back eddy of gigantic size swept upstream from the left shore where we hoped to land and carried everything in the river over to the right wall and on downstream. Once past the cross sweep of the eddy, each crew had to fight the current all the way into shore. The launch would tow each of us in turn over the first bad current, and then the rest was up to us. The Cal Bears' |
Date.Digital | 2002-09 |
Date.Original | 1958-06 |
Type | image |
Format | image/jpeg |
Digitization Specs | JPEG image for display. Archived TIFF image was scanned at 600 dpi with a CreoScitex EverSmart Jazz+ scanner. |
Owning Institution | Sherratt Library, Southern Utah University, Cedar City, Utah |
Publisher.Digital | Sherratt Library, Southern Utah University |
Rights | Digital image c2002 Sherratt Library, Southern Utah University. All rights reserved. |
Scanned by | Nielson, Charles |
Cataloged by | Richards, Jan |
CONTENTdm file name | 7046201412003_4536131412003ph016i118.jpg |
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