Music Temple, one of Glen Canyon's most attractive side canyons, was submerged beneath Lake Powell more than 50 years ago. Fortunately, the Colorado River traveler's register kept there was moved to safety and preserved in a university library.
Soon after the Glen Canyon Dam began blocking the flow of the Colorado River in 1963, the rising waters of Lake Powell began drowning many places of scenic, geologic, biologic, and cultural interest. The loss of these special places was part of the price paid for gaining the hydropower, storage capacity, flatwater recreation, and other benefits of this enormous dam and its correspondingly huge reservoir, the focal attraction of Glen Canyon National Recreation Area.
Included among the places sacrificed to create Lake Powell were some amazingly intact Ancestral Puebloan (Anasazi) cliff dwellings and other sites of exceptional archeological or cultural significance.
Also lost were many places of exceptional beauty. Dozens of small canyons that branched from Glen Canyon were a delight to the eye (or spooky), and bore names like Balanced Rock Canyon and Dungeon Canyon. Some of the larger canyons were downright awe-inspiring. Among the latter was Music Temple, an amphitheater-like canyon on Navajo tribal land about three miles below the mouth of the San Juan River, the Colorado's main tributary in that area.
In 1869, John Wesley Powell -- the first white man to navigate, survey, and document the Colorado River system -- described his initial encounter with this remarkable place, which he entered through a grove of magnificent box elders and cottonwoods:
... we find ourselves in a vast chamber carved out of rock. At the upper end there is a clear, deep pool of water, bordered with verdure. Standing by the side of this, we can see the grove at the entrance. The chamber is more than 200 feet high, 500 feet long, and 200 feet wide. Through the ceiling and on through the rock for a thousand feet above, there is a narrow, winding skylight...
Enthralled with the acoustical qualities of the canyon (a one-second note was said to resonate for 11 seconds) Powell was inspired to give it the musical name by which we know the place today. In his own words:
When 'Old Shady' sings us a song at night, we are pleased to find that this hollow in the rock is filled with sweet sounds. It was doubtless made for an academy of music by its storm-born architect; so we name it ‘Music Temple.’
During both of his visits to Music Temple (the second occurring in 1871), Powell and several crew members chiseled their names into the soft sandstone at the end of the canyon. These acts established Music Temple as a historically significant "register" site on the Colorado River.
Almost a century passed between Powell's discovery of Music Temple and its submergence beneath Lake Powell. The visual magic of the place was captured on film for posterity, but only the few thousand adventuresome people who passed that way on the Colorado River had the chance to personally experience Music Temple.
When commercial outfitters began offering river tours through Glen Canyon, Music Temple immediately became a popular stop. These early tourists found Music Temple enchanting. They also added to Music Temple's visitor register, which grew through the decades as Colorado River trips became safer, more enjoyable, and more affordable.
The increased access made possible by the advent of the inflatable raft era after World War II would have astonished John Wesley Powell. By the late 1940s, even church and Boy Scout groups were taking float trips through Glen Canyon and stopping to visit Music Temple.
The format of the Music Temple visitor register had already shifted by the time this postwar influx got underway. By the late 1930s, a metal box had been placed at Music Temple so visitors could use notebooks or notepads ( or whatever paper happened to be available) to record dates, names, thoughts, feeling, and other information instead of chiseling their names into the sandstone in the manner of earlier visitors.
Like the registers at other western river sites, Music Temple's visitor register, which was maintained from 1938 to 1961, evolved into a diverse collection of signatures, observations, terse remarks, verses, sketches (commonly boats, scenery, or faces), and other written documentation. It thus became a veritable treasure trove of historically significant information -- not just about Music Temple and Glen Canyon in their pristine, pre-inundation condition, but also about Colorado River float trip tourism during a pivotal period of growth and change.
The Music Temple visitor register was moved to safety in 1961, not long before Music Temple itself was swallowed by impounded Colorado River water. Through two separate donations, it now resides in the Special Collections department of the University of Utah's J. Willard Marriott Library in Salt Lake City.
The library's Music Temple Register collection is in two boxes. The first box contains the following six folders:
folder 1: Loose Pages (1938-1956)
folder 2: Notebook (1946-1952)
folder 3: Notebooks (1953-1956)
folder 4: Notebook (1958-1960)
folder 5: Notebook (1961)
folder 6: Notebook (1946-1952)
The second box contains an additional folder of loose pages covering the period 1938-1956.
Photocopies of all these materials are available for use. Access to the originals requires special permission.
Associated collections at this library include photographs of Music Temple, audio recordings of singing in Music Temple, and miscellaneous other relevant materials.
For additional information about the Music Temple Register, contact the Special Collections department of the J. Willard Marriott Library at 801-581-8863 or 801-581-3886.
Comments
In 1961, at the age of 14 and unaware of the tree-hugger I would become, my parents signed me up for a float trip of Glen Canyon sponsored by the Utah National Parks Council of the Boys Scouts Of America. Glen Canyon Dam was finished and the gates had just been shut.
The group consisted of about 50 Exlorer Scouts and 10 adults led by John Cross a council director and experienced western river guide.
At the Hite, Utah ferry near Bridges National Park we pumped up 8 Man U.S. Navy surplus rubber rafts and pushed off into the muddy colored water of the Colorado River.
Eight days later all of our lives had been changed. We had seen wonders beyond description. Iconic sandstone side canyons filled with Puebloan sites undisturbed for a thousand years; The earths largest natural sandstone bridge at Rainbow Bridge National Monument; giant pictographs at the mouth of the Escalante River; the rapids at Bullfrog Basin. And at Music Temple the etched names of J.W. Powell, Dellenbaugh, and others.
On the last day near Padre Canyon and Crossing Of The Fathers the current of the river died. We had to use our backs to paddle Rto a rounded sandstone dome where the yellow school bus waited in the hot July sun.
Someday, (not in my lifetime) Glen Canyon Dam will be gone and mostly forgotten. The River, the sun, the wind, and rain will restore it to its perfect self. And Brower, Abby, and all the rest of us will run it again.