Here's where the Rock trail went--Olympic Hotsprings. I got there early and had the six or so small pools to myself for an hour or two. It was the first I'd washed in four days or so, and I even did laundry, using sandy silt as soap and wringing my clothes out outside the pools. It was great--at least, for a non-Nevada springs. In Nevada, we have Olympic swimming pool-sized hotsprings, hotsprings where the water pours out of 24-inch culverts, hotsprings that power six megawatt generators. But no complaints.