Like an idiot thought I'd make the swim from the boat over to the hot springs. Well I did it, even though I was the last person getting off the boat. No sooner did I make it to the "hot" pool and the horn was blasted for us to return. I executed all my known swimming strokes, doggie paddle, side stroke, back stroke and some other creative strokes, all this with my baseball cap and sun glasses on. My head never went under! I need to take swimming lessons from Jeanie.
Chris took the easy way back, hugging the rocks until he was close to the boat. You can see the "hot" pool behind him in the pix, rusty looking water. The fact is that the hot was just lukewarm, it was horribly cold in the water leading to the hot, took my breath away when I jumped in.
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