I stripped naked and enjoyed the warm (actually, hot) water. I didn’t think too much about it, and settled in and then went to one of the private screened hot tubs fed by spring water to soak. I decided to stay the night at a nearby rustic lodge that featured hot springs.Īs I checked in, the middle-aged guy at the desk mentioned that they gave massages, as well.
I had begun the climb in the dark of early morning, to make and clear the peak before the usual afternoon thunderstorms, and had returned in late afternoon. It was an arduous climb, even though I was in good shape.
I spent a couple of days kayaking on the Arkansas River with a friend I had known since college, and then climbed one of the 14,000 plus foot peaks in the area. I like to kayak and hike, and was on a trip to central Colorado to do just that. This encounter occurred some years prior to my discovering the joys of male sex.
