Back in March we took a family trip to Missoula, Montana, to visit Mike’s brother Steve and his lovely wife Karen. They live way up in the mountains in a really neat log cabin home. It’s like they have their personal vacation spot–year-round!
It’s beautiful out there, to say the least!
(side yard view of their home and guest cabin–told you it was awesome!)
During our visit, we ventured out to Idaho to visit the Jerry Johnson Hot Springs (a definite highlight of our trip!). It was about a mile-long hike, leading us to several different hot springs.
We crossed over a neat cable bridge
and trekked through beautiful wintry woods
along the river
and stood in snowy sunshine
As we neared the hot springs, we passed by a couple of hillbilly-type guys who were illegally camping out. They stood by their campsite, grinning and waving to us–and bearing eerie resemblance to the characters from the movie Deliverance.
(not so breathtaking–at least, not in a good way)
We just politely smiled and waved back and decided that we would try the next hot spring site.
After a little more trekking, we arrived to a vacant hot spring–much to the relief of Mike, who’d decided that he would stand guard and watch over us gals in case the Deliverance guys paid us a visit.
The hot spring was aptly named and felt WONDERFUL!
We enjoyed the warmth of the spring for a good hour before getting out to dry off, slip out of our wet suits, and put our clothes back on (which admittedly took a lot longer than I thought it would. Just a little FYI (and probably a little TMI–sorry)–a sports bra is not a very cooperative clothing item.)
With wet hair tucked underneath our winter hats, we trekked back to our car, enjoying once again the beautiful, breathtaking scenery!
It was a day well spent back in March, and enjoyed by all!
Then today, I get this text from Karen: