Trip participant Chuck Nadeau wanted to visit hot spring in the hills east of Bridgeport. He queried our group to see if anyone wanted to join him.
There was only one person willing enough to accompany Chuck.
It started off well - we had a map and the first turn came up about a half mile out of town, off of Highway 395. "This must be the dirt road!" Chuck enthused, turning onto a dirt track that looked passable by someone on foot equipped with grappling hooks.
"Are you
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View More sure, Chuck? It doesn't look like anyone's driven up this road in a while."
"Yeah, the map says a dirt road with a fence line on our left. This has to be it!"
Somehow, perhaps through the graces of the God I don't believe in, we topped out in Chuck's little Honda after a mile of slipping and sliding on a dirt track that. After turn around and surviving the downhill portion of the ride, we turned back onto what we were sure was the right road, only to find ourselves inexplicably back at Highway
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