We met so many interesting and nice people along the way. People who invited us into their camp, shared their fire and great stories. People who fed us and surprised us with ice cream. Waitresses who pointed us toward hot springs. Even a Highway Patrol officer who saw our bikes and showed us a great, winding route that would be fun on our motos.
We also discovered hidden canyons and camped under the stars just below the snow line. We found out just how much cold we could endure without freezing to death. We shared hot chocolate every night and a hot cup of coffee every morning.
In the end we accomplished our goal: 10 hot springs in a week. We didn't take the easy way either. We rode our motorcycles over 1,500 miles and hunted hot springs as far away as the Ruby Mountains. Sometimes it was painful, like the day I crashed twice in the sandy canyons between Duckwater and Hot Creek. Sometimes it was surreal, like the moment we saw the Ruby Mountain Hot Spring for the first time. Overall, it was an adventure full of stories... And people... And perseverance... And fun.
So, tonight we are camping one last night then tomorrow I ride home. I can't wait to see my family.
In the next couple days I'll put all the GPS locations on this blog along with a list of the hot springs. And I'll challenge anyone to hit "10 the hard way" and join the club.
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