Follow the water down the canyon

The desert is a magic place. Too many people dismiss the desert as a nasty sand infested quilt with needles.  If you give the desert a chance you will find this is far from the truth.  The desert is a chameleon it can change in an instant.  Today with our Canadian friends we drove into the point where Pinot Creek goes into a canyon.  What started out as a little stream chugging through the cottonwoods slowly turned into a wonderful series of waterfalls and pools.  Streams in the desert can go from gentle to horrendous with one big rain event.  As we walked down the stream into the steep canyon walls you could see the results of a recent flood.  That little stream running a foot or two deep had run through this canyon six and ten feet deep.  You could see the debris in the trees.

When these desert streams rage they move material and create wonderful pools.  Today we found a huge pool twenty feet deep.  The rocks get carved as the sand filled water shapes them. At times we werer forced to walk in the water.  Other times we could go on land.  As the angle of the sun changed everything changed.  Every year Kadizzle commits to one water plunge.  Today was the day.  The water is frigid, but who can resist a crystal clear pool of water in a sun filled canyon.  It was refeshing, and perhaps the baptism washed away some sins or froze them to death.  The cold water put Kadizzle out of the running for president with the new standards set in the debate  last night.