Wednesday morning, we all got up and munched on our snacks still left over and took baths. There was really no hurry. We were stuck here until the afternoon. Again, we browsed through their stores. At the scheduled time, we went to the chapel for Relief Society but nobody was around. We went back to the garage to look over our poor car and talk with the mechanics. They told us about the Hot Springs they were famous for. So, Jim, Toot and I went to look them up.
It was a little pool of standing water coming from naturally hot springs underground. The temperature of the water was 144 degrees F. People with arthritis, rheumatism and other ailments find it beneficial when bathing in it. Older men and women were doing just that (bathing in their swimming suits.) The water is also good for drinking. Some people come and bottle it and take it home with them. The springs is some kind of volcanic deposit underground. It is mineral water. You could actually see bubbles from the ground. The pool was enclosed by concrete. People came from quite long distances to bathe in it. A couple came frequently from Montana. They have a permanent house trailer here so they can spend a week or week-end at the springs. Toot and I soaked our feet in it. All really very interesting.
We went back to the garage where Sister Kader and Martin were and told them of our experience. By this time, it was getting near to the delivery truck’s arrival.The mechanics told us where the delivery was made so we headed that way to watch for it. It was at a grocery store. We went in and bought some food for lunch and I introduced Toot and Mart to beef jerky to their mother’s horror!! To make a long story shorter, the delivery truck finally came with the needed part, the mechanics went to work and finally our poor car started. The cost wasn’t as high as we thought and we left the fair city of Saratoga by 7:15 p.m. Wednesday night.
We decided to drive until we got the Salt Lake City as we were a day behind now. Nothing was going to stop us now. Through the rest of Wyoming we saw huge mountains but most of the time the road was cut through them. Really high along the road. Also, they had “Open range” signs indicating that there were no fences to keep stock in. And we saw steers along the roadside and some in the road. We had to keep watch out in the dark, dark night. Jim and Sister Kader did the driving. When we finally got to the mountain over which you could look down over the Salt Lake Valley lit up, it was breathtaking.
Dad