The Little Colorado at its confluence with the main Colorado.  The water is an astonishing turquoise, and flows from springs a few miles upriver.
 
 

At the Little Colorado we were in the company of no fewer than 8 motor rigs (people and motor rigs not shown).  We estimated we shared this place with about 150 other people.  It was a zoo.  This is wilderness?  It's like being at a nice quiet diner and having a busload of high school band kids get dropped off.   The motor rigs do a "greatest hits" version of a Colorado River trip, hitting a nice spot and then motoring quickly down to the next.  There were several places where we were overrun with motor crowds.
 
 

Mike approaching one of several travertine drops.  You put your life jacket on as a diaper to float you and protect your bum.
 
 

Whooo!   The water is warm and pleasant.
 
 

Carl going through the drops.