Sol Duc Hot Springs

It was very damp and misty this morning, but it didn’t actually rain. Angie walked the Spruce Trail along the river and thru the woods while Sandy knitted and the kids slept. We have been so fortunate in the weather - - beautiful throughout. We left Hoh Park around noon and retraced our steps back through Forks. Before we reached Port Angeles, however, we took a little detour to the Sol Duc Hot Springs. As is usually the case, the water smelled a bit but the problem was that is was simply mobbed. Only a few of us went in because it was so crowded. The pool was primarily filled with foreign visitors - - we heard Romanian, Russian, French, Italian, and German spoken as well as some languages I couldn’t identify - - who were there for the healing waters. Even tho’ the place was unpleasantly crowded (and probably alive with germs), it worked for Sandy. As Mike pointed out, it was like “people soup”. The cabins looked like pre-fab garden sheds sitting in the full sun, so didn’t look like a good place to pay a return visit. Too bad.