(lower shot by cnbrow)
Sometimes getting lost is just what you need. Chris and I decided to go out to Bagby Hot Springs a couple months ago. I found some haphazard directions on the intarwebs and we headed out. Long story short, we got lost. Really lost. We ended up on top of a mountain driving through snow (in a VW Jetta, in September) surrounded by gunfire every couple seconds (hunting season). We decided to stop and think it over a bit. While we were stopped, a truckload of overweight hunters in cammies and cigarettes hangin' out the corners of their mouths stopped to see what we were up to.
They asked us if we were lost. Yes we are. Where are you headed. Trying to find Bagby Hot Springs. Wow, ya'all really are lost. We know. Well, if ya'all head down this road for blah blah turn left, blah blah blah, turn right, blah left blah etc. Then I thanked them and they asked if we had any pot. No we don't. What about anything else. No, we don't have anything else.
After they drove off I rummaged through the trunk and found my trusty Oregon Atlas & Gazetteer, which has detailed topos of all the national forest roads, trails etc in all of Oregon. I located what I believed to be our location, and we headed onward.
The shots above were taken from somewhere in the middle of nowhere. I'm pretty sure this is the Collawash River, but I'm not certain.
All in all, we had a great day (other than me losing my temper a couple times about being lost). We did finally find Bagby, about at dusk. We headed up and the place was so crowded that there was a line to get into each tub, and I didn't really feel like sharing a community tub with 4 or five naked guys, so we headed out.