Strawberry Park
We had heard about these hot springs from Jake – a guy we met on the beach in Mexico almost 4 years ago. Right on cue, we were walking down the street in Steamboat Springs when Jake popped out of a restaurant – “Hey, I saw the bus – you made it!” Sure, he knew we were coming, but this is not a small town – pretty cool to have the bus open doors for us again. It’s been a while.
Jake told us only 4×4’s were allowed on the road up to the hot springs, but we decided to take our chances – the roads were dry. Red Beard did struggle more than it should have to get up the hills out of town to the pools, but we made it.
It’s a very cool place – one of the better ones we’ve been to in the U.S. The drive out slightly reminded us of the road out to Chillan and the springs themselves reminded us a bit of Fiambala. Not too shabby.
We soaked a while and had to bail out before dark. Apparently, kids are not allowed after dusk because everybody gets nekkid.
Glad to catch up with you guys! Haven’t read your blog in some time and your back at it again! Truly inspiring family I must say! I look forward to running into you again in our future! Safe travels, adios!