We stayed the next two nights at Altair campground on the Elwha river – a beautiful spot right next to freezing cold babbling water, and just a handful of miles from Olympic hot springs.
A gentle hike up an old road to a long abandoned resort brought us up to the springs themselves – luxurious spring-fed pools nestled among trees and above the river. Cue Mark leaping from the sulfurous hot pools down to the chilly river to cool down, then running back again! No pictures of that, you’ll be pleased to hear.
In the afternoon, we drove up to Hurricane Ridge for clear panoramas of the entire park – and more deer.
We enjoyed a cuppa among the wildlife and the general splendour.
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