There are few places I know that are as lonely and surrealistic as the Great Salt Lake. My good friend Zan Larsen and I have had a strange relationship with this lake since childhood. When we were teenagers we took a wonderful and mysterious canoe voyage to the dreamland shores of Freemont Island. We celebrated the weird month of October 2007 with a recreation of the trip, this time on the XCR - but without the overnight stay. Among other wonders, we found a cross that had been carved on Castle Rock by Kit Carson.
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