Mystic Hot Springs

A shrot drive from our Air B&B in Richfield, was the tiny community of Monroe, and up on a hillside to the south east of that town, was the tiny hippy commune resort of Mystic Hot Springs:


The place was a little worse for wear. It had been around since the 50’s. In the early 70’s, the current owner accidentally found it while he was lost after a Grateful Dead concert. I can’t make this stuff up!

Zac had found this place last year, in the dead of winter.  He lead the way …


We entered into a dark room that smelled of incense and sage, and other things. We paid a kind women who oriented us to the facilities and grounds with this lovely map:


The kids were ALL ready to go!


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No shoes allowed in the office.

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And back out in front of the now empty pool.

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Zac waiting for us dilly dallying.

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Up to the pools!

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The kids just couldn’t wait another moment.

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Jumping right in!

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Krysta and I snuck up to the individual pools.  The owner had JUST emptied them, so they were not refilled yet.

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It was really fun to see how the whole operation worked.

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Back in the pools, the kids were getting water and a reapplication of sun screen.

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Karl and I snuck up…

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While here again, we called up everyone else.

The kids were so funny, and we were excited to give them a try.

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The Pipkin Hites!

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The Whitmores.

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The kids!

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The tubs were finally full!!

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We did some hiking around.

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Always worried one of them will trip!

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And DESPITE the 70 SPF sunscreen, I could feel myself getting cooked.



We checked out the buses. They went from crazy to amazing.


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