When we went to Bagby Hot Springs, this is where we camped. We spent a great deal of time clamoring down these hills, through steep, mossy rocks and fallen trees, in the heat, to get perfect pictures of snowmelt fueled rapids.
It’s not a complaint. Who wouldn’t go to such lengths to be a little closer to something so beautiful?
You should see little Lenin, spring from the VW and down those steep hills. He must be half mountain goat.