Weber Tubing '25

Sometimes, it's just too damn hot. Back in Minnesota, beating the heat meant walking to the local swimming hole. In the Utah desert, it's a bit more complicated.

Despite our Office of Tourism doing their best to convince folks to take a dip in the heavily polluted Great Salt Lake, most opt to make a pilgrimage to snow-fed reservoirs and rivers to satisfy the occasional natatorial urge.

Sometimes, it's just too damn hot. Back in Minnesota, beating the heat meant walking to the local swimming hole. In the Utah desert, it's a bit more complicated.

This past August, we made one such pilgrimage to a section of the Weber River near Henefer. After applying sunscreen & TACTICAL NIP GLITTER™, we set off for an afternoon of lazy river boozin'.

After surviving a series of rapids & a low bridge crossing (RIP to the skin on Andrew's nose), we were rewarded with a rickety rope swing into shallow water. Ever the optimists, we took our chances.

Many beers and a "wee" break later (see inset), we ran the final set of rapids & emerged at the Taggart's exit - slightly waterlogged, but cool and satisfied.