Under Havasu

It was hotter than ever this year, even the locals were complaining!  The heat drove us into the water, which was ok with me, I of course brought the snorkel! 

This is our annual Ted memorial trip.  Our friend, a diver and surfer, somehow drowned swimming with us in shallow water here a couple years ago.  Last year's trip was still a little somber, but this year was fun again; the lake not as forboding.  It was back to 48 hours in, on, and under the water.

Havasu is a long, dammed off section of the Colorado River dividing Arizona and California.  The surface is usually covered with huge, roaring ski boats piloted by shaved-head-gotee-wearing tatood guys with their ball caps on backwards, the shores lined with jacked-up chrome-plated trucks.  ...actually, pretty much any solid surface within 20 miles is chome plated and painted with flames or skulls or flaming skulls...

It's fun though to watch the show, from underwater of course, go out on the town at night, and sleep on the boat.  Between the heat and the noise it's a truely miserable place, but the natural beauty and relaxing waters keep you coming back.