We started off in ankle deep water walking up the river. There are no trails or sidewalks where we were headed. You had to pick your way up the river, jumping from rock to rock or wading through the cold water. The shock of the 65 degree water hitting your lower extremities certainly got my attention. We tried to stick to the shore line where the water was shallow instead of charging down the middle of the river in chest deep water.
As you start up the river the only noise you hear is your feet breaking the surface of the water and the sound of rushing water over rocks. The sounds echo off the cliff walls. We set off early in the morning so the sun wasn't high enough in the sky to shine down on the canyon floor. The width of the river at this point is about 50 to 75' across. The cliff walls soar up to a dizzying 800 to 1400' above your head. Here the biggest killer is Flash Flooding. If it were to start raining miles up stream we would be hit with a wall of water that would sweep us downstream while we bounced off the cliffs and rocks.
At some point during our trek the water would get up around our waist and the cold would quickly shot through our body. We were thankful as the sun rose higher in the sky so that it started to shine down on the river where we were. The heat felt so good. We finally reached our destination after 3 hours of walking, hoping and jumping up river. Wall Street is a section of the river where the walls smother you so that the width is only 20' across. There is no where to hide from the cold water because the water has to squeeze between the towering cliffs and this goes on for a 1/4 mile stretch of the canyon. As you look up for the warming suns rays you realize that this part of the river has never seen direct sunlight because of the cliffs shapes and how narrow the river is in this part.
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