Our ride today, 47 miles into Hot Springs, Montana, was a little longer, a bit more challenging, and hotter than we expected. However, we made it into Hot Springs by about 1 pm, which gave us time to soak in a mineral hot springs pool and to relax in an old-fashioned tourist camp with a few, definitely not too many, modern touches. The mineral spring pool was very hot, smelled a bit like hard boiled eggs cooking, and felt great on tired muscles. I lack the skill to describe the town. It has small, not too well kept houses, a few tepees, deer wandering through the yards, and kids cruising in ATVs. All I can think is how very different it is from my life in Mount Pleasant.
Is this road going up or down? My eyes kept telling me I should be going down, but my legs, which don't lie, we're definitely telling me I was starting a long climb. After yesterday's work out, they weren't happy.
Some of our cabins had kitchens, so another volunteer chef prepared a great pasta meal. Had my first marionberry pie (store bought). It seems to be an altogether acceptable relative of blueberries.
Our funny little 1930s era cabins have a lovely veranda added, as well as solar heating. Seems a bit incongruous.
Oh, Hot Springs!
ReplyDeleteI was hoping for some refreshment in that mineral Pool at this strange Symes Hotel . But it was even hotter than the outside. Put my tent next to the pool where the cleaning compressor started at midnight.
Hated that place.
But it is Flathead country.
Don't miss swimming in Flathead Lake!
Manuel