It's really creepy.






There was plenty of highly descriptive graffiti.



Trash can filled with alcohol boxes and hypodermic needles, anyone?

We weren't planning on staying long regardless but when a creepy man in a shitty car pulled into the springs we knew it was time to flee. We visited my cousin's old high school in Brigham City...

& then continued on to Willard Bay.

The water was super warm and we all enjoyed a cleansing swim after the filth of Stinky Springs.


A relaxing afternoon.


Howie had grown some since the last time we were at Willard.


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