Cig butts, cig packs, beer cans, more beer cans, food packaging, underwear, a dress, a shirt with human feces on it … and on. This was some of the awesomeness I found at Skinnydipper hot springs this morning. A sickening feeling crept into my stomach as I was hiking up the trail towards the soaking …read more.

The snow was hard enough to walk on, making an icy sidewalk that reached all the way to the geothermal complex. I am sad to report that the king soaking pool is somewhat dismembered. There’s hope, but serious work will be needed to patch up the rock walls. The soak shack was in good repair, …read more.

The gate to the campground was still closed despite the lack of snow. A walk through the campground and surrounding area revealed minimal trash, very nice. Usually, this time of year, it’s bad news. I ran into a couple young ladies that were setting up camp for the night after hiking the interpretive trail. Best …read more.

Pine Flats was awesome. Not the soak, but everything else. All of the pools except one tiny soaker up top were too cool (upper 90s) for school. It was just nice to hike around and look for signs of spring. Oh, and no trash to pick up is always a treat. After all of that …read more.

Daniel Claar is true hot springs brethren. He’s also a published author – and has graciously offered to contribute his work titled “Naked, Wet, and Wild in Idaho” to Idahohotsprings.com. Daniel’s article features a bevy of tips, tricks and tactics all aimed at helping ease oneself into Idaho’s pristine public hot springs. Learn how to …read more.

Week after week slipped past, until finally, a Tuesday afternoon stepped out of the void and presented itself. It only took a second for me to realize just what exactly this meant. No time for dogs, but I needed an accomplice. Easy. I knew of a geothermal fiend that didn’t have BSU class on Tuesdays. …read more.