My Appalachian stomping grounds are full of spring-fed creeks and streams. The water, clean, pure and cold are the ultimate place for a dip. In the heat of summer, after hours of hiking or backpacking, there is no better feeling than to wash the grime of exertion from one's body by a swim in such a crystalline pool.
I've encountered hundreds of such places in my many hikes. I'll encounter hundreds more.



Hemingway breaks stupid embargo.
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