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Award winning... Colorado River, Glen Canyon and cowboy history folksinger, author, photographer, videographer and wilderness activist, adventurer, friend... These are all words that may describe aspects of this woman, but they do not begin to define who she is.

"Katie Lee speaks for the canyons and the sweet desert recesses. She is our foul-mouthed, lightning-eyed, boot-stomping balladeer, a character Louis L'Amour never could have invented. Born from the rock itself, she is a lifetime of experience on this wild, restless, cradling ground. If you want to know this place, you need to know Katie," - Craig Childs, The Apocalyptic Planet, The Secret Knowledge of Water, etc.)

Celebration of Life for Katie & Joey.
March 24, 2018 at Spook Hall in Jerome, AZ • Starts at 2:00 PM

A Time to Celebrate...

Here are the details:
WHAT: Celebration of Life for Katie & Joey
WHERE: Spook Hall - Jerome, AZ
WHEN: March 24, 2018 @ 2:00 PM

There will be photos and memorabilia, speakers and musicians and an opportunity for all to share their stories and memories of these two residents of our little town.

After the gathering at Spook Hall you are invited to walk over to the Jerome Fire Station where various films and videos featuring Katie will be shown and food will be provided.

Katie's website and online store will remain active and is currently in the process of being updated.

Katie Lee
October 23, 1919 - November 1, 2017

It is with a saddened heart that we share the news that our beloved Katie Lee passed away in her sleep this morning in her home in Jerome, Arizona.

Below is a personal memorial written this morning by her dear friend, Diane Rapaport.

Katie Lee: I Will Return
Copyright 2017 Diane Sward Rapaport

My close friend Katie Lee died peacefully in her home in Jerome on November 1, 2017. She was 98 years old. I am immensely sad.

Katie lit a wildfire in her heart about the loss of Glen Canyon when it was drowned to become Lake Powell Reservoir. She called it Loch Latrine or Rez Foul. Often called the "Grand Dame of Dam Busting," she never stopped fighting to drain it and return the natural flow of the Colorado River.

She left a torch that won't be extinguished. She knew how to scorch with her words, whether in her books, stories, songs, or lectures. I seldom met an audience of hers that didn't shed tears and give her a standing ovation.

I once asked Katie why she was so attached to Glen Canyon. She replied, "It's as if my feet are still stuck in the sand at the edge of the river. It's where I live. This other life I walk around in all day - well, that's a passing thing. And in many ways it's my defense against the sadder mechanisms of life around us. And God knows we all need those mechanisms from keeping ourselves from going crazy in this mad world."

Although she leaves a potent legacy, one she was fortunate to realize in her lifetime, I offer here a few personal memories.


The last time I saw Katie was two years ago when I took her to lunch in Cottonwood, Arizona on her birthday. She cussed at me all the way down the mountain from Jerome for my atrocious driving. "You're f****g braking too often, you need to learn to downshift around these curves; you're too jerky." And of course, the more she cussed and yelled, the more nervous and jerky I got. By the time we reached the restaurant, Katie was carsick, and I was mortified.

Then I remembered her acknowledgments about me in her book Sandstone Seduction under the heading, Category Indefinable: "I can teach her only two things: where to hike and how to drive."

Katie learned to drive from her third husband, Brandy, who was a racecar driver. She became superb at driving fast and smooth, cursing and honking at anybody in her way.

She just never managed to teach me.


Katie did teach me where to hike. Her topo maps showed me how to choose the places where there was virtually no possibility of seeing anyone else. (Hikes she has taken are highlighted with yellow or orange markers on topo maps, which will be archived at Northern Arizona University's Cline Library).

At 42 years old, I was a backpacking neophyte; a city slicker newly arrived in Jerome, AZ, who had made some waves in the music industry. I had never before spent a night that was not in a national park with groomed trails and signs telling me where to take a photo. Katie took her mate Joey, my husband Walter and I, and her friend Merlin on a ten-day trip into Gravel Canyon, in Utah's White Canyon area—possibly not traveled by anyone (including the cows) since the Native Americans left in the fourteenth century. We accessed it from the top. Katie drove up some scraggy, scarred dirt road, which scared the piss out of me, one of my first experiences with Katie behind the wheel.

We started down canyon over many large tree trunks and refrigerator size boulders left by years of flash floods, sending Merlin ahead, sometimes for many hours, to see whether the canyon would continue to "go" or would box us out. He was training for some Chilean snowbound mountain backpacking and carrying 70–80 pounds.

Katie is her most natural self in these wild places—funny, easy to be around, and helpful. She is a gifted storyteller and those wonderful canyon amphitheaters inspired her and turned anybody with her into a rapt audience. The most magical moments were when she played her beat-up guitar and sang, with the coyotes adding their wild harmonies.

We found side canyons full of untrammeled ruins, whole pots, areas strewn with corncobs and grinding stones, and other remnants of lives long gone.

After we rappelled down a forty-foot cliff to walk out, Katie broke one of her two steadfast rules: Never tell anybody where you went. (The other was Don't go down something you can't get back up). We found a mauled and looted grave at the end of the rappel, human bones scattered everywhere, and it made Katie furious. We stopped at the Kane Gulch ranger station and told the ranger about it. "How did you happen to find it?" asked the ranger. "We came down canyon," Katie blurted out. "Oh," said the ranger, "I didn't know you could come down that canyon." Two years later, Outside Magazine did a story on it.

Hikes with Katie taught me to appreciate why those lonesome places are shelters for our emotional upheavals and havens for spiritual growth.

Je Reviendral

Katie loved making bead necklaces for her friends. A few weeks before she died, she told me she was making a necklace for her friend Candace of natural green polished stones and four tiny silver charms: a snake ("because I love them"); a pen ("because I'm a writer"); and a ladder ("of success"); the fourth was a tiny disk engraved with the words Je reviendral ("I will return").

I'd like to think that maybe, just maybe, Katie never left. The wildfires that she set in my heart continue to spread.

"Kickass Katie Lee"

from Seventh Art Releasing

Kickass Katie Lee from Seventh Art.

Cussing like the cowboys she learned from, "Kickass Katie Lee" celebrates 97 year-old singer, songwriter, actress, and activist, Katie Lee. After abandoning a Hollywood career, she immersed herself in her true passion: floating, exploring, and singing on the Colorado River. When the idea of damming Glen Canyon was first floated, she opposed it. She is, and will always be, Glen Canyon Dam's eternal, immutable warrior and foe. At 59, back-packing around the world, Katie met Joey. Since then he's supported her every day, in every way. With humor, anger, and passion, "Kickass Katie Lee" skims highlights of a life well-lived.

Produced and directed by Beth and George Gage.


Katie Lee to be inducted in to the River Runners Hall of Fame
Exhibition September 30 - October 1,2016

John Wesley Powell website

John Wesley Powell River History Museum Facebook page

River Runners Hall of Fame

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Katie at 2016 Mountainfilm Festival
Peter McLaughlin, Tim Weidenkelller & Katie Lee perform an original song written by Peter for Katie after a showing of the film "Kick Ass Katie Lee" produced by Gage and Gage Productions at the 2016 Mountainfilm Festival.

Katie Lee brings a long-lost artifact back to the Hopi
Iconic Western author journeys with a tribe's spiritual talisman

Hopi Chamachia

"It all began on a mild September day in 1968 when I stopped to visit my old friend Slim Williams, then living in his house trailer at Fry Canyon, Utah. He'd never owned a telephone in all the years I'd known him. I'd show up and we'd go hiking or jeeping, looking for old trails, hunting up mine roads, or just relaxing in the trailer."...

Read the entire article in High Country News HERE

2014: Milestones

Katie Lee is featured in two major film documentaries - DamNation and Wrenched; she received Mountain Film Festival's Director's Award, and published a new book - The Ghosts of Dandy Crossing. A special edition of black and white art photographs features Katie's 37-year old nude body in Glen Canyon.

Grande Dame of Dam Busting

Katie is the heart of the award-winning film DamNation, which features how dam removal has moved into mainstream conversations. "The Glen Canyon scene is literally the best of the entire film and often brings people to tears," Beda Calhoun, Associate Producer. Interview with Katie at DamNation website.

Katie is featured in Wrenched - a documentary about the community of activists that were inspired by the work of Edward Abbey, who wrote so eloquently about preserving the lonesome and beautiful places of the Southwest. Wrenched-themovie website

Katie Lee's Newest Work...

Dandy Crossing

The Ghosts of Dandy Crossing

Katie Lee's newest book is a love story that takes place at one of the famous places that was drowned by Lake Powell and the characters whose lives would irrevocably change. The book is a triple love story: an affair between Katie and the cowboy/miner; the characters that lived in Dandy Crossing (a ferry crossing on the old Colorado River between Hite village and White Canyon village, about three miles downstream from what is now Hite Marina); and the beauty of Glen Canyon.

Now available in Katie's Store (Click Here)

Review Clips

Katie Lee receives Telluride's 2014 Mountainfilm Festival Director's Award

"The [main] reason I chose you is because you are such a badass. Your clear and steadfast resoluteness in speaking out about what you see as environmental injustices is a well-needed tonic for our times but also a real and true inspiration for the many young folk who will need to do the same if we are ever going to turn the tide of the madness." - David Holbrooke, Director (link to full article)

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