I’m back. I just spent Friday, Saturday and Sunday out of radio, internet and cell reach, soaking in the mineral and hot springs of Liard River 3 times a day. I feel relaxed and ready for the rest of the trip. Liard Hot Springs is different that most campgrounds I have ever been in. because it is a tad out of the way. People who stop there are on their way somewhere or back from someplace else. Very few people stay more than one night. Many people who drive the road frequently, truck drivers, construction workers and others, just pull into the day use area, pay the $5 fee and soak for 20 minutes or so before hitting the road again.
I have been testing my Big City Theory here. The theory is that if you are in a city, people are not as friendly as in small towns. When you encounter someone on the street or in an elevator, they don’t meet your eyes. That probably means they don’t want to engage you or, are unfriendly. So, here, in late afternoon all of the newbies pull in. They are just off the road and their licence plates say they are from all over North America. As they pass you, they avert their eyes. What is with that? However, after just one walk down that 700 metre board walk and a 20 minute soak, when you meet them again, they want to tell you their life story, where they come from, what brought them here and anything else that catches their fancy. It is an amazing turn around. Maybe the people on the streets of big cities just need an excuse to come out of their shells. Maybe they need a massive hot spring to ease their days.
The water has an interesting smell, there must be sulpher in it, but there are other things too. I feel clean but I think the aura of egg surrounds me. My rings are playing games on my hands. My silver coloured dragon ring has been purple, golden, and blue. I remember from last year that the change does not last but the transformation is fun.It has been chilly here and I head for the pool wearing a coat and a sweat shirt. On the way back I carry the coat and watch my little heat, pinkened toes happily hitting the board walk. The water is hot. Much hotter than the Miette Hot Springs in Jasper, and it heats me through to the core. The only thing missing is a massage therapist to work those hot muscles when they come out of the water. The effect of bathing here is like having two or three glasses of wine. I feel light and floaty as I head back to the site.
This morning I got up and had one more swim. I thought I might not be fit to drive so I headed across the street to the Liard Lodge for an egg breakfast before I left. I am now in Dawson Creek at the visitor centre where I can check my email and send out a blog post. I will be in the Archie Lake campground tonight…again, no internet but I will have a phone. Tomorrow night I will be in High Prairie.
The water was making me feel so good that I decided that I could maybe rearrange my life again and reconsider going to the North West Territories. Today I realize that it is just not practical, so I am actually headed home. Oh, not straight home. I have a lot of stops to make and a lot of ground to cover but fall is obviously on it’s way and, my face is turned east.