The San Juan/Lake Powell 260 Expedition


the crew

Part 1 – Why and How?

Adventure, it’s at the heart of every paddler no matter what discipline. It’s the reason that most of us got into the sport in the first place. The feeling of pure and utter bliss where all thoughts melt away and we feel most alive. No pressure, no rules, no judgment. Simply you, your equipment, and the task at hand. It’s what draws us to the water time and time again and it deepens our love of the sport and our natural surroundings.

Back in 2014 Zack Hughes (co-owner and shaper of Badfish SUP) and I set out to paddle across lake Powell fully self supported. No plans, no time frame, no agenda except to paddle with all of our gear on our boards and have fun. It was the first time in years both of us had done a completely selfish trip(and self support) to satisfy our sense of adventure. We completed 150 miles in 6 days and came out the trip with a renewed sense of adventure, a deeper love of paddling, and a dozen more ideas for trips in the future.

Lake Powell 2014

Flash forward almost 2 years exactly and we were back at it again, only with a twist. First off, we recruited a third paddler, Bradley Hilton, to suffer through the endless miles of beautiful pain with us. We had all new self support custom shaped boards, and we added 100 miles of whitewater and moving current on the San Juan into the equation. The trip would total 260 miles, a mixture of somewhat natural riverbed containing over 50 rapids and riffles, followed by roughly 160 miles of flat water on lake Powell.

The idea

Typical San Juan Camp

Lake Powell is no secret to most Americans or the world for that matter. Its stunning landscape and endless water filled canyons is both a mecca for the gas guzzling motor heads that flock to the lake by the millions and a controversial environmental disaster that flooded one of the most pristine Canyons in the US without anyone knowing it, to fuel the countries need for water, power, and control. Whatever your thoughts are on lake Powell, one thing remains the same. The lake is there to stay, the water and paddling conditions are epic, and almost no one travels the lake in its entirety on boards, kayaks, or self propelled devices…..I repeat no one! It’s a perfect place to paddle, camp, soak in epic views, and pound out hundreds of miles with nothing in your way! Since Zack and I had paddled the Lake from tip to tip back in 2014 we needed something else to add to the adventure and quench our river running and whitewater junkie needs. Enter the San Juan.

San Juan Goosenecks Section

One of the largest and most sediment filled tributaries to the Colorado, the San Juan enters Lake Powell forming the largest Navigable arm of the lake and meets the Colorado River at mile marker 57.5. The Upper stretches of the San Juan from Bluff to Mexican Hat and down to Clay Hills Crossing are no secret to river runners and is a commercial and private boater haven most of the year, requiring a permit to launch and is heavily regulated by the BLM. This almost pristine river system is filled with countless class 2 and 3 rapids, wilderness style camping, remnants of ancient civilization, mining history, and rich sediment filled water. However, The lower stretch below Clay Hills down to Lake Powell has somewhat been shrouded in mystery for many reason. First off, the next take out for boaters requires around 100 more miles of flat water, the heavy sediment of the San Juan drops as it enters the reservoir over a number of miles creating horrible shallow mud flats that makes navigation difficult at best, and lastly, as lake levels started receding in the 90’s, it created a surreal environment left to fend for itself trapped in-between a thriving eco-system up stream and a man made dead zone below. These are just a few of the reasons why people choose not to paddle downstream of mile marker 84 on the San Juan. We also were educated by a senior river ranger at the put in that very, I mean very few people have been down there in the past few years. She thought we would be the first in the past 2 years as far as she could remember, which added to the excitement and interest of our trip!

Combing these two very different water habitats described above would fill our fix of whitewater/river running needs, as well as provide a place to paddle endless flat-water with ease and no obstructions. The trip was slated for September of 2015, but after the Gold King Mine disaster on the Animas River, pumping toxic mine drainage down the animas, into the san juan and lake Powell, leaving us no clean water for drinking (even after filtering), we chose to postpone the trip for the fall of 2016, giving us time to plan, prepare, and salivate over the trip for another year.

The Boards

The Selfies!

Take one look at the Badfish Sup line up and you will see nothing that resembles a traditional SUP shape. The shapes are the brainchild of Zach Hughes, who performs as well in the shaping room as he does on the water. Whitewater requires different lines, volumes, and outlines, in order to perform and excel in chaotic water environments where traditional shapes are literally swallowed whole. After taking note from our Powell adventure in 2014, we needed a board that would carry around 40-50 pounds of gear and perform well in both whitewater and flat water scenarios…..the Selfie 16 was born! Combining our insight and knowledge of whitewater and flat-water, we melted the two together in a perfect balance in this 16 ft SUP.

Board Design Notes –

  • Fast low draft hull – taken from our whitewater racing boards – The Holeshot and MVP designs

  • Smooth rounded edges and lines – taken from our river running and river surf boards – MVP and River Surfers

  • Volume profile to keep the board on the surface and cut through chop

  • Integrated gear storage areas on the front and back

  • 16ft – for optimal speed and comfort while fully loaded with gear and accessories

The Selfie 16 was born and is a one of a kind creation for this unique trip combining whitewater and flat water. Sure, this kind of trip has been done before, but this board was the perfect combination made to increase performance, speed, user ability, and gear storage. Take one look at the Selfie 16 and it screams adventure!

Glassing

Zack creating the rigging system

Selfie in the shaping bay

The Gear

The Gear Pile!

Self Support means everything we need for the trip was on our boards and we would receive no help along the way unless something drastically went wrong. Packing for these trips can be difficult to keep weight low and your mind at ease. Here’s a quick rundown of almost everything we personally took give or take some random personal items.

  • 16ft – Badfish Selfie

  • Fins – River Flexi as well as Flat water Race fin – FCS

  • Boardworks Race Paddle / Spare Breakdown paddle – 1 per 3 people

  • PFD – Astral type 3 YTF – legally had to wear it on the San Juan – on board on lake

  • Watershed Drybags – 5 fully waterproof drybags for everything

  • Throwbag – safety on whitewater – Astral

  • River knife

  • First aid kit – personal and group size

  • River shoes and Camp sandals – Astral Brewers and Filipe

  • Hydration – Vestpac as well as Nalgene and MSR Dromedary to carry on board

  • Iphone/GoPro

  • Goal Zero Nomad 7 plus /Venture 30 – charging all electronis

  • Maps for Navigation and mileage

  • Camp

  • Clothing – river and camp clothes

  • 1 person tent , bag, pad

  • Water filter – MSR

  • Jetboil Stove – Fuel

  • Camp Chair

  • Food

  • Backpackers Pantry – easy dehydrated meals Breakfast and Dinner

  • Protien Bars, Beef Jerky, small snakcs – Lunch

  • Energy gels/water tabs

  • Candy – must have for me

  • Permit – on hand for San Juan

  • Board Repair Kit – Solar Res/Rail tape, etc

  • Fire Pan – required for san juan

  • Personal Toilet – required for san juan – PVC Tube with Wag Bags

As you can see, the list can get rather large in a hurry, so packing and repacking multiple times pre trip is the key to shave weight and get rid of unnecessary items. However, there’s always stuff you don’t need and every trip gets a little lighter

Fears and Concerns

Although a pretty easy trip as far as paddling conditions, projected weather, and given the experience of us three paddlers, there are always some unknowns involved…

  • Low water – Roughly 500 CFS average in September (the projected dam release out of Navajo Res for endangered fish habitat) Making navigation on a 16 without damage a concern

  • River Section below Clay Hills – Stories of endless shallow, braided mud flats, making travel slow and painful

  • Maintaing 30 plus miles a day with 40+ Pounds of gear for 8-10 days with no resting

  • Running into typical Lake Powell storms making travel not possible for days on end.

The fears and concerns of self support trips in the wilderness are always what make it exciting and give it that extra edge and we were ready for about anything that could be thrown our way!

On September 17th of 2016, Zack Hughes, Bradley Hilton, and Myself (Michael Tavares) launched into the San Juan River, paddling roughly 100 miles of river(whitewater and moving current) and 160 miles of flat water finishing at BullFrog Marina on the upper section of Lake Powell in 8 days. Averaging 32.5 miles a day, the trip was both challenging and rewarding. Lessons were learned, our bodies and minds were challenged, and a renewed sense of adventure and love of the sport was gained.

The San Juan

Clay Hills Put In

Starting high in the San Juan Mountains of SW Colorado, The San Juan gains volume and mass as it rambles through The Four Corners region of the US before its abrupt impoundment in Lake Powell by the Glen Canyon Dam. Before it enters the Lake and becomes drinking and irrigation water to feed the ever growing appetite of the Western States, its serves as a lifeline for both the Navajo Nation and a number of small cities along the way and stands the test of time as one of the most beautiful and enchanting SW rivers in the US. Its heavy sediment load is unique to its SW geology and provides ample recreational opportunities. River Running from Bluff to Clay Hills is one of the most spectacular mixtures of easy to medium whitewater and jaw dropping landscapes around every bend.

Launching from the BLM Ranger station in Bluff, Utah, our trip would take us roughly 86 miles down the San Juan to Clay Hills and about another 15 miles of unknown riverbed into the San Juan Arm of Lake Powell. As we paddled away from the put in, our questions, concerns, and thoughts of daily life seemed to slip away. All that mattered anymore was paddling, eating, enjoying the trip, and making it to our cars 260 miles away. The simplicity of self-support trips is just that, its simple. All that matters is in front of you and the basic necessities of life matter the most.

Day 1

Lauch Time

After a restless night filled with dreams of what lie ahead, we awoke in the dark to unpack all of our gear on the BLM boat ramp in Bluff and met Linda, a Veteran BLM river ranger for check in. Linda is one of the most knowledgeable, pleasant, and fun river rangers I have met to date. She could tell this wasn’t our first rodeo dealing with multi day trips, so we spent a while chatting, checking goods, and talking board designs. She was intrigued and delighted that we were choosing a different style of trip (SUP) and filled our heads with knowledge and intrigue about what would lie ahead in the coming days!

After a delightful morning at the boat ramp filling our dry bags to the gills and arranging weight on the boards, it was go time. We slipped away from the boat ramp fully loaded, waiving and smiling at a number of people wondering why in the world we were paddling 260 miles on boards… We were stoked!

Typical San Juan class II

As the low angle hills and cliffs in Bluff got bigger, so did the whitewater and the scenery. We spent the day picking our way down 20-30 rapids ranging from easy riffles to class II-III rapids, paddling past ancient petroglyphs, early settlement ruins, and the town of Mexican Hat, know for its iconic hat rock that stands alone in the red rock landscape. As we paddled rapid after rapid it became very apparent that while the whitewater was easy to manage, visual placement of rocks was a different story in the heavy sediment laden water. There was almost zero visibility below the surface and at flows of around 500 CFS, we had to be extremely careful and confident in our river reading skills in order to not touch any rocks. After one minor rock impact above Mexican Hat in a junky rapid ravaged by a recent flash flood, we pulled over for a little emergency repair. After some rail tape and a quick reality check about being very careful while choosing our lines, we paddled our way to camp in the Iconic Goosenecks State Park section of the San Juan. Aerial views of the goosenecks are mind blowing at the very least, but being in the heart of the gorge with no one in sight or sound is even more amazing!

We set up camp at mile 31.5 across from the old Mendenhal Mining Cabin(interesting story- Google it) for the night and soaked in the day’s events over some quick food and a raging fire.

Day 2

8 ft falls

Day 2 was almost a repeat of the day before. Mind Blowing views, countless rapids, and pounding our way farther from civilization. We portaged 3 rapids on day 2 (Ross, Twin Ledge, and Gov Camp) and waded down another few in the knee deep junk. The lines were easy, but rocks and shallow ledges that other crafts could easily scrape down was not an option for our lightly glassed boards. We happily walked rapids we would otherwise paddle blind and hurried our way to camp at mile 64 adjacent to Government Rapid (one of the largest rapids on the section)

Day 3

Government Rapid Camp

Waking up to epic views while still in our sleeping bags, Government Rapid Camp served us well as our bodies were feeling the hurt and needed some adjustment to the weight and miles we had done the previous days. We spend what seemed like hours filtering water out of the sediment filled river, had a quick visit from a rafting river ranger to check our permit, and slithered into the lower and less travelled section of the San Juan. The ranger and his biologist friends (checking bat populations) were the last sign of human life we would see for almost 2 days as we entered the lower section past clays hills take out into the wasteland of the receded lake Powell.

Lower San Juan

Government Rapids down to Clay hills was one of the most beautiful sections of river I have every seen with deep colored rocks and geology changing at every corner as the valley began to open up. The most noticeable change was the character of the river as it slowed down its pace and signs of the old lake Powell high water marks began to show its face. The Lake once reached the clay hills take out area and the river began dumping its massive sediment load around Slickhorn Rapid, changing the river gradient from a maximum of 11 feet per mile to a now 0.4 ft. of gradient per mile of sediment sludge. This sediment once flowed freely into the Colorado River and has now been impounded by lake Powell changing the landscape forever. What was once a rocky riverbed filled with rapids and life is now a man made delta slowly snaking into the reservoir. These were drastic changes to see first hand as we could feel the change beneath our feet.

As we past clay hills boat ramp, we noticed that the gradient began to pick back up slightly as if there was something big downstream, which there was! Besides the signage at the ramp that downstream travel is somewhat prohibited due to a massive waterfall, there is little information about this waterfall online or anywhere for that matter. Due to sediment rearranging the riverbed, the San Juan was forced out of its original channel and over a series of ledges that overtime wore away into a very large cascading waterfall 20-30 ft in height. The waterfall also shrouded in mystery serves as a point of contention between government agencies as it now blocks all migratory fish passage upstream. Since this has been a direct impact of the lake and sedimentation issues, no one seems to talk about it. It’s a hefty read online, but a very interesting story of how the lake has changed the landscape forever.

The Portage

An obvious portage or us, we marveled in the strikingly out of place waterfall and wished we had some kayaks to run it. After lugging all of our gear and boards around the waterfall, we took a few more moments to take in the landscape and moved downstream farther into no mans land, with lake Powell looming ahead. We pounded out some more river miles and watched the landscape change as the San Juan attemps to reclaim what was once a thriving riverbed in the now sandy sediment filled flat lands. We found an exposed sand bar and let the Mosquitos carry us into the night, only waking to the hissing sounds of angry beavers as we encroached on their mucky oasis tucked in the middle of no where.