After a few wrong turns, a fifteen-minute walk over rocky streams and a little determination,
we swam in probably the best place I have ever even thought about swimming.
A small pool built into the mountainside in the 1920s,
fed by piped-in, hot geothermal water and a rogue cliffside trickle, abandoned; except for the once a year clean.
3 comments:
Oh Jess, Mikey and Syd, so very magical...I simply am in awe. X
InCREDIBLE! What a place! And such beautiful swimmers. X
This is cool!
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