Memories

My "I remember" post is a piece of crap. No literally though.

So I went down to Lake Powell on a trip with my family. Some of my aunts, uncles, and cousins came with us as well. When we got down there we were all really excited to have a week away on the lake and to find the perfect slot canyon to go park our houseboat in and just explore and have fun. Except for the fact that the houseboat that we rented out with it had one problem.

That problem was that the "poop tank" as we called it, was completely full... We only figured this out too once somebody had to go to the bathroom and went in and after they finished their business noticed that they could see the all the previous "jobs" complete that everyone with the houseboat before had finished.

For the majority of our trip down in Lake Powell, we had our houseboat parked next to a pumping station where we could slowly remove some of the waste in the poop tank. We spent several hours on it each day for it to only go down a couple inches.

It was one of the best and worst trips i have ever had but truly I will never forget this trip.