Boating

As we left the river behind, the jetboat's engines roared to life, sending a spray of water behind us as we cut through the calm water of the Colorado. The canyon walls slowly receded, revealing the vastness of the landscape that had once felt so intimate. The sharp cliffs and narrow, winding passages we had navigated on the dory now looked distant, almost surreal from the speed of the boat. The wind whipped across our faces, a welcome contrast to the still air of the canyon floor.