Hey, y'all -
Last weekend, we took a day trip with a group of friends to Jerry Johnson Hot Springs near Elk City, Idaho.
It was a beautiful 90-minute drive in a drizzle:
The hiking trail to the springs was fun on this rainy, cold day; we all had bathing suits on under our rain coats.
If you follow the river for a mile, you notice that there's steam coming up between the rocks, and eventually, the trees part and you find yourself in the middle of a big rock field of small hot water pools.
The temperature was about 50 outside, but the pools were around 105.
Grandma Sue had warned us before we went that it was a favorite hangout of funky old hippies. When Grandma Sue cautions you about hippies, it's intel worth listening to, because the woman knows of what she speaks. But y'all didn't seem to mind the neighboring friendly folks letting their giblets dangle in the breeze.
We had the biggest of the pools all to ourselves, and got to enjoy a great picnic in nature before the rain came back.
Nothing I love more than adventuring with you two.
Love,
Mom
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