At one in the morning, Randee, Anna, Will, and I decided to go to the Hot Springs in Spanish Fork Canyon. We knew this would peeve our friend, Chelsea, who so desperately wanted to go, but she wasn't there. So.
It's a forty minute drive and a forty minute hike. We inquired of Will as to the bringing of a flashlight, but he said he had it covered. For the record: a cell phone is NOT equivalent to a flashlight.
Will insisted in not telling Anna of the *nudacity of the place (See footnote*), but let's just say that as we attempted to traverse the rocky, moonlit path, I was glad to see a plethora of groups more blessed in years than I ever hope to be hike down the mountain...away from the hot springs. I will end with this advice. If you wear glasses, don't.
ps We really are sorry Chels, but it sounds like you had just as much fun, eh? Being kidnapped is exciting, right?
*nudacity: (n) noo-DA-ci-tee Being prone to frequent human visits, free from inhibitions and thus encouraging the needlessness of clothes.
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