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Since ancient times, humans have sought out hot springs to ease the aches and pains of being human. To the uninitiated, the sulfurous reek of a hot spring is somehow healthy. The summer I turned thirteen my family (plus my best friend Randy) took a two-week vacation down US-101 from its junction with Washington State highway 104 to Crescent City, California. One of our many stops was the old Olympic Hot Springs Resort (closed in 1966) because they had a large swimming pool. Randy and I were permitted a one-hour swim, but my parents weren't having anything to do with water that reeked of rotten eggs. 

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