Max engineered a makeshift tent to protect Zoe from the incoming rays. Strangely, she did not seem to appreciate his efforts and was quite angry during our dune jumping. Another few years before she can jump along with us, I think she felt rather left out so our trip to the dunes was a quick up and down. Next time we will try for the highest point.
Our next excursion was to the hotsprings around Bishop. We had been planning on visiting the hot springs for a number of years, so to make it all the more relaxing we ended up waiting until we had a baby to actual locate them. There are consequences to procrastination.... We first tried the Keough Hot Springs since it is a true "facility" with multiple pools. I think I was lulled by our trip to Japan and the Japanese version of hotsprings - beautiful rustic pools of varying temperature in harmony with the natural surroundings. The Keough version was a tepid swimming pool with lane markers, children in water wings, and a few old women standing in the shallow end waiting for the water aerobics to start. A secondary pool was slightly warmer but only 6 inches deep. We opted out of paying $8 each and went in search of something better. After deciding against a nearby spring due to the presence of a suspicious looking van and howling dog, we stumbled on this -
An isolated spring in a snowy field, a properly rustic setting, and a sweeping view of the mountains. After changing another sullied outfit of Zoe's, we started our hike to the spring. Placing Zoe in her bouncy seat on the snow and bundling her up after a quick snack (I can now add a hot spring to the "places I have nursed" list) we took turns amusing the imp and luxuriating in the hot water. The water was too hot for the imp, but perfect for us. Poor Zoe was left out once again and used her baby wiles (angry screaming) to convince us to leave. A brief, but lovely dip in the hot springs around Bishop.
Zoe after a hard day in the snuggle suit.
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