Three hot springs in three days while driving from Lone Pine to Portland. Amazingly I had tubs to myself at all three. Funny Bagby ends up being one of my favorites of all my soaks this season, given it was also one of my first in the 90s and I’ve been so many times. It’s just so damn quaint, and soooooo damn hot. As hot as you want it to be. Hiking in through clouds of other hikers’ clove cigarette smoke really brought back memories of Portland in the 90s and hiking out in the pitch dark brought back memories of wild good times past out there with folks like Monika B and Patrick P. (Especially since folks have doused some trees along the way with glitter.) ? Good times, Bagby, thank you for the good times.