Some locals told us where the real hot springs are, so we decided to give it another shot. We hiked into the woods and found the springs, no problem. We lazed around in the streaming showers and the warm pools for an hour or so, then hit the road. For the rest of the day, we were unusually tired and sluggish. Though we were riding a slight downhill along the river for the entire day, we both felt as though we were working too hard for our miles. The terrain was beautiful, but the camera battery was dead...sorry folks.
We ate at a small diner in the evening, where we met Bill, a touring cyclist from Florida who was following the TransAm route from Astoria, OR, and heading east.
