Woke up in Loa.  After refilling my grandma's hummingbird feeders and enjoying a slow breakfast we packed up and headed towards Hanksville.  We met up with the rest of the gang that had traveled down from Northern Utah at the burger place, Blondie's, to eat and then headed to Lake Powell.

The guys loaded the boat with all of our stuff to unload on the houseboat. The women and kids waited on shore until they got back. Bracken went up and bought ice and then took us all down to the dock.  He then drove back up to  park and walk down the loading ramp. I remembered after he drove away that we forgot the ice in the car and it was too much for him to carry alone so Telly went running up the boat ramp to tell him to go back to the car.  He brought the car back down, unloaded the ice and then went back up to walk back down. It was a bit chaotic  but we finally got on the boat and found an awesome place for the houseboat to be parked.  Thanks to Kristin's sales pitch on how awesome it was (even though it was taken) we asked the people when they were leaving and luck would have it-they were leaving the next morning.  Jim parked the houseboat across the canyon for the night with plans to get up early and take the spot once they left.  The place we parked had no beach but did have lots of rocks with lizards. The boys were in heaven chasing all of them. At one point Hayes fell off a rock, trying to catch a lizard. I didn't witness it but they said it was pretty hard but he just kept going after the lizard like nothing happened.

Funny story that Hayes won't love that I shared when he's older.  He was climbing up the rocks and was pretty high up when he realized he needed to go potty. He yelled desperately to Bracken: I need to go potty!! Bracken thinking it was just of the liquid sort told him to just go in the rocks.  Hayes promptly pulled down his pants and did his number two business right there on the rocks in front of anyone on the front of the houseboat! Not really what Bracken had meant to give him permission for!