There's got to be a word that describes things that you don't need to put on your bucket list because you've already done them years ago. Maybe the memory well list? At any rate...
I saw this picture of Bagby Hot Springs today, and it brought back happy memories of when I was young, in shape(ish), and foolish enough to stay out all night. This was back when I was part of the Clinton Street Cabaret group and performing at the Rocky Horror Picture Show every Saturday night. There's only so many times you can go hang out at Lyon's after the show (although that number is startlingly high), so eventually we ended up piling into several cars and driving out past Boring, past Estacada, out to BFE, and then hiking up a 1 1/2 mile trail (in the dark, mind you) to Bagby - a natural hot spring that has been tamed to flow into cedar tubs up on top of the mountains under the stars. It's really beautiful - especially when you can look up and watch the stars and just relax with 15 or 20 of your best friends for the night - although I would recommend bringing flashlights. We tried it one night with a single glowstick, and it was not a good time hiking.
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