A couple of weeks ago, we ventured out for a hike for Helena’s birthday in the Olympic Mountains. The trail was called Hot Springs and left from the the Appleton Pass Trailhead outside of Port Angeles. From Seattle, we took the ferry to Bainbridge Island, then drove another 2.5 hours on the 101. The drive was long but the trail was worth it. It was a beginner trial and only a 2 mile hike to reach the hot springs. It was cold that day (I’d say 40s) but the girls I went with took bathing suits and enjoyed the hot springs treat at the end of hike. Since I’m pregnant, I decided it was best only sticking my feet into the pools. For the most part, we had the pools (there were multiple pools) to ourselves except for the nude couple sharing a pool with us. Minus this awkward newly dating nude couple that I don’t think was ever leaving, the hot springs experience was awesome. There is something peaceful about being tucked away in the mountains in the Pacific Northwest with almost no people in sight sitting in a hot springs.
There is something peaceful about sharing that moment with great people. Thanks for sharing it with me!
Haha! Remind me on Tuesday to tell you the story about when Pete and I went to the Olympic Hot Springs. We had a similar awkward experience.
Can’t wait to hear this story!