I'm not sure you can call attending a week long Scout summer camp with eighteen 12 to 16 year olds a vacation. However, this week (August 4th through August 8th) I was in Moab, UT with all the Young Men in our ward (all Deacons, Teachers and Priest.) We ended up with 18 boys and 6 leaders and a few dad's of boys.
We originally planned taking a canoe trip down the Colorado River, but after attempting to rent canoes for that stretch of river, we decided to change it to a raft trip. No one would rent canoes to us after we told them were we were wanting to take them.
We left about 7am Monday August 4th. It's about a 3 hour trip to Moab from Spanish Fork. As we got into Moab, we turned left and headed up Highway 128 (Highway 128 follows the Colorado River). We drove about 8 miles up stream to the Big Bend Campground and made our base camp.
Here's a picture of my little tent at our campsite. The scenery was amazing.

We ran the river 4 of the 5 days. Each stretch was about 5 - 7 miles long. We also took a hike called "Negro Bill" This hike ends at the Morning Glory Natural Bridge, which is the 6th largest natural bridge in the United States. You can see the bridge just to the right of me above the trees.

The Colorado River is usually a light brown color (shown below).

However due to some heavy rain storms we had while we were there, the river would change from Brown to a bright Red color after the rain. Then usually by the next day, it was back to it's brown color again. Quite amazing. As we were running the river, you would see little side streams come into the river and you'd see the river being half brown and half red. Quite the experience.

On the last day of running the river, I decided to take my canoe down the river with the Young Men's President. There were a few rapids that I was concerned about however I decided we would try it. We launched from Hittle Bottom with 3 rafts and 1 canoe. Immediately, the 3 rafts had their eye on swamping us. We played with the three rafts for a while. We would dodge close to them and quickly take off. However it was warm and we knew this cat an mouse game wouldn't stop until they had swamped us. So we let them swamp us. The water always felt good on a hot day. Shortly there after, we stopped at the cliffs we had been to the day before. They boys enjoyed jumping off the cliffs. I nicknamed the 2 jumping points 'Stupid' and 'Really Stupid'. 'Stupid' was about a 10 to 15 feet drop, where 'Really Stupid' was more like a 30+ foot drop. I told the boys I was "Stupid" but not "Really Stupid".
We continued down the river, leaving before the rafts. Canoes travel much faster then rafts so we didn't see the rest of our group for the rest of the trip. We had to stop because of a rather large rain and lightening storm. We pulled off for about ten minutes, then decided to continue down the river. We made it through "Rocky Rapids", which was our stopping point for the day. We were at least an hour or two ahead of the rest of the group. We thought we could sit at Rocky Rapids and wait for them or we could continue down the river and head for our camp (we were camped right on the river.) It was roughly another 7 -8 miles down stream. We decided to go for it. I thought Rocky Rapids was going to be the worst rapids and we had made it through them, so I thought we were in for some smooth sailing.
However, a little bit further down the river, we were just about halfway through a shorter but bigger rapid stretch when Alan, who was behind me steering us quite well through the rapids, yells "We're sinking" Up to that point, I had thought we were doing quite well. We were keeping the canoe straight, even though the nose of the canoe was cutting through the rapids. Alan is a bit heavier than I am, so each time we cut through a rapid, the water went right to the back and made it heavier and heavier. We also had a few places where the rapids would come in from the side as well. All of this combined together put alot of water in the canoe that I wasn't aware of and it followed gravity to the back of the canoe, which made the back of the canoe sink.
From the time Alan yelled we were sinking, to the time the canoe went under was about 2 seconds. We were still in the rapids, however the water was too deep for me to touch. The canoe turned sideways. As we were both in the water, I yelled that we needed to get the nose of the canoe going downstream. I was worried about hitting a huge rock and wrapping my canoe around a rock. By looking at the water, you wouldn't think that it could wrap a canoe around a rock, but once you are in the water, you can feel the power of the water. We somehow got the canoe pointing downstream and then we pushed as hard as we could in an attempt to get the canoe to the side of the river. We set out sites on a little beach about 20 yards down river, but because the canoe was upside down, filled with water and because of the swiftness of the water, we were unable to make it to the beach. We did make it to the side about another 20 yards down the river. It's amazing how heavy a swamped canoe is.
After we got to the side of the river, emptied the canoe and headed on our way down, we laughed about the experience, however it wasn't too funny as we were going through it. We made it safely down the river to our campsite without any other incidents. However we were alot more careful than we had been earlier.
All in all, I had a great time in Moab. Now I need to take my family there and run the river with them.