Washington Hot Springs

 Here's JUST the posts of the month of May. Today is Sunday, May 28th at 1:20pm. 

There's really only two hotsprings left in Washington. The once infamous Scenic Hot Springs and Wind River Hot Springs. 

Scenic Hot Springs, while they were open were nothing short of epic.(External links: one, two, three). It was also brutal. A 1.5 mile hike straight uphill 1500ft. Your legs were absolute rubber by  the time you got to the top of the last switchback and slid down to the springs. The springs were a sight to behold. Volunteers had carried about four complete decks up that crazy fucking hill and made straight up  wooden decks and big fucking swimming pools all hanging off the side of a cliff. I  wasn't even bothered by how high it was, because it wa so sturdy and well built. Simply amazing. I was told they carried the wood up the board by board. 

We had some great times up there at Scenic Hot Springs. Plus, I learned a lot about nudism from hanging out with the fine folks i met up there. Firstly, there's nothing sexual about a naked 7 year old girl. If there is, it's in your head and you need to get your head checked or stay the fuck away from places with nudists. There was more than once where we had families up there with small children, who had, presumably, been brought up in the lifestyle. 

The first time I noticed Scenic Hot Springs was coming back west across Highway 2, Stevens pass. There was one small sign that said scenic hot springs. I made a mental note to check it out. We came back later that summer. Little did we know it was such a brutal hke but we went all the way up. We had never been to a hot spring before let alone a nudist gathering. Once we dropped down where you could see 20 naked bodies amidst 4 ginormous pools of steaming hot water (the hottest was the lobster pot, they all were named and were varying degrees of hotness, and could be adjusted by diverting the flow of water and I think  there was a cold water stream you could use to get cold water to add to the tubs, but i'm not sure on that.) We had no choice but to strip and get in. We were fucking exhausted. On that first soak, we were hooked. After about an hour of soaking, the 'naked gourmet' cooked up some noodles and some vegetables and gave everybody a small serving. Oh heavenly grub. I couldn't help but notice that he was cooking while standing up and his pecker was seriously too close to the cookin food. But we ate anyway. In the winter it was even better because they cut a luge off to the side of the tubs where you would wrap yourself in a black plastic bag and slam down 1500ft in elevation drop, launching yourself over the heads of hikers going up the trail twice, i mean completely airborne onto the next part of the almost violent downhill drop, it was phenomenal on how much air you caught. And it was so exciting our fat asses did it twice each time, going all the way back up just to slide down again. Almost two hours to climb up and less than ten minutes to get down. Simply amazing.

 It's been twenty years since Scenic was first closed. See, the only way up there was to hike and well after the first few times when the cos got called because of an alleged rape (I never heard of any charges ever getting filed) they shut it down because they didn't like making that hike up there. Plus cars at the bottom were dangerously parked close to the highway and getting car prowled all the time so that was creating work for the cops as well. Cops don't like work. I've heard they've tried hush hush like to open it back up, but it always gets popular and shut back down again. I also remember reading that a private conservatory was trying to buy it to make it an actual thing but I don't know if that ever happened. Well, it appears you can rent access to go up to the springs if you pay and plan in advance. See this link here for details.

So the last hot springs are Wind River Hot Springs. My photo sucks. It was a brutal hike, about 2 miles across the bottom of a talus slope, rock slide that was abutted by water and a steep slope of sharp rocks. It wasn't as brutal as it sounds but all that time walking on the tips of sharp rocks next to the flowing river kinda sucked ass.  I still think we did it like four, maybe five times, about half as many times as we did Scenic and about as many times as we did Olympic and Baker Lake. The memory I have of that one was probably the last time I ever made it up there. It was four of us soaking, Davo, Jenn, mE and oh I forget his name, big furry blonde guy. The number of pools and how hot they were depended upon the level of water in the river and this time it was the tie when the photo was taken actual and we were in the better pool. So we were drinking our case of beer and having a good time when these gals come up and get in the lesser of the two pools. Aw, they were in their bathing suits. Of course, I had to do the gentlemanly thing and invite them into the better pool. The guys made a song or little ditty about me that day, and it stuck for quite some time. Davo would sing "Nature boy.... fighting crime" or something kinda like that. Because, i jumped out and walked over to their pool, them in their one piece bathing suits and got in their pool, and invited them over for some beers, bonghits and hanging out.I think about the third time they politely declined, i slowly got back up and sauntered back over to our pool, a good five degrees warmer than theirs was. I don't think we had the bull horn to holler at them but we had a good laugh about me showing them the goods as I slowly walked over and back from there. Too much fun.

And that's all I have. I expect that it's kind of boring reading all this. I don't really expect you to read it all unless you are bored or happen to be a voracious reader. I'll write one more for Oregon and another for Idaho nonetheless. If i don't slip it in the Oregon article, I'll write another page just about obsidian at burns, cuz there's a little bit of a story there, nothing too fancy though, but I have it already welling up and out in my fingers so may as well. I'll probably prompt you as to what they are so you can more easily skip them. In order, the next one is directed specifically about or towards you as I was curious about some things and had to at least let that out. The one after that is the oregon hot spring one. Who knows, you'll probably surprise me like Tom did and actually read what I wrote, he caught me on the long texts I send him, putting stuff in there figuring he wasn't reading them when he was he just wasn't responding, oops, but he doesn't have access to this, no one does, except for you. In my mind, I am speaking to you, but it's just as much for me as well. I'm finding that this stuff helps with the lonely thing I post in the next article titled curiosity. Don't read it if you, just don't get mad, tell me i'm an ass, that's fine, but im really just curious. Maybe too much so, who knows. I don't and I'm sure you'll tell me if I am.

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A couple colorful, i think like the right one more

Music, I love. Now, the Sweatty Nipples, man i saw them play so many times, we used to always party with these guys, smoke'm out, have a good ol time. They sold a small clip to nintendo for a half million i think.  BUt they never went anywahere unfortunately. Great guys though. They went on to other projects, Mommy was one. And Jack white,he's damned near a god. This is one ofmy favorite solo songs he does, he's from the white stripes, the dead weather, various other proects. He's like Mike Patton iin a way, but not as good of a vocalist but as good and creative of an artist I think.