Ten Mile Hot Springs - Hot Springs in Idaho

All of Idaho's natural hot springs are too catchy and comfortable!

For those who think so, I recommend this discreet and sometimes unpleasant one.

Downstream source is not suitable for soaking

The straight line stretching east to west from Stanley, Idaho, through Lowman to Banks is a hot springs road that seems to encapsulate the charm of America's wild hot springs.

A wide variety of inspiring and pleasant wild hot springs are on offer.

In this context, the sobriety and wildness of Ten Mile Hot Springs is, in a sense, a realistic wild experience.

Between the famous Bonneville Hot Springs and Kirkham Hot Springs.

From State Route 21, take Ten Mile Creek Road and travel south along a tributary of the South Fork Payette River.

I pulled over where the dirt road breaks off, and from here it was a 0.6-mile hike.

A sudden crossing of the river.

Ten Mile Creek was a narrow creek, and I could cross it on foot without difficulty unless the water was rising.

Have you heard of the Proust effect?

A phenomenon in which a particular odor evokes memories and emotions associated with it.

In my case, the scent of pine evokes the excitement of my days when I would devote my whole being to touring the hot springs of North America.

There were countless pine cones lying along the way.

As far as I could ascertain, there were two main sources.

The downstream source was located in a wetland a short distance from the stream and discharged parallel to the river.

There used to be a kind of rock pool, but it was buried in mud and too shallow for soaking.

I went back a little the way I came and checked the point where the hot water pours into the river.

The water temp was 102 degrees F; lukewarm.

Wildness of upstream source

Slightly upstream from there, I found a fire pit.

The other source was located under a natural levee with the fire pit.

Capybara

There's more gushing this way.

You can count on it.

Alpaca

It was 122 degrees F hot water.

The water was clear, colorless, tasteless, and odorless, and the reddish-brown algae really showed where the hot water was located.

The water was too hot for soaking as it was, but someone had skillfully set up a rock pool to mix with the river water.

Frightened by the attack of the horsefly, I hastily devised the water flow and submerged myself in the not-so-comfortable hot water.

That was the best part of the wild hot springs.

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