"Whether you're craning your neck to spot it from a jet liner at 30,000 feet, or watching expectantly around the next bend as you cruise downriver, there's a universal fascination about seeing The Confluence--the coming together of the Green and Colorado rivers--at the heart of Canyonlands. From Indian and outlaw days until the early 1960's the improbable landscape around The Confluence was virtually a no-man's-land: remote, little known, and criss-crossed infrequently by ranchers and prospectors" (14).