The man, the legend, the festival…
I thought I’d heard it all – hot springs wise that is. Then, I stumbled upon this blog posting regarding a transient man who got drunk one night in Frenchman’s Bend Hot Springs and woke up the next morning to find his clothes frozen. He remained at the Hot Springs because of stubbornness (and possibly because he was on drugs) for 28 days until he was found with moss growing on his back by cross-country skiers. Now there’s a festival named after the guy.
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Lean, Green, and Amazingly Serene
by Outside Magazine, March 1997