I love the Dalles for a million reasons. One of the best memories took place there…
…Jai and I took our little girl “Peahes” – a 4lb. tea cup poodle out one day for hike at the Dalles. We ended up hiking 1 mile, across 3-5 foot boulders to reache what the locals call a “hot hole”, to hang out for the day.
A “hot hole”, is a natural formation in the rocks, along the Columbia River, that look precisely like a hot tub, except they’re carved naturally – by water – out of the rock itself.
When you climb in and rub your toes around in the sand at the bottom of the clear pool, the thermal vent releases hot water. As long as you wiggle your toes around it just gets hotter and hotter. Once it reaches the temperature you like, you lay back and enjoy it. Then…
…when you’re cooked like a lobster :), you climb out and jump in the river water a few feet away, to cool down and repeat the whole thing over again.
Peaches didn’t go into the water. She laid herself down on the edge of the hot hole and watched us bob around… as she usually did.
We stayed out there until dark, then packed Peaches back into Jai’s backpack, and picked our way back along the boulders, to the car.
It was a wonderful day.
I think about that everytime we drive through the Dalles of Oregon.