The Deep Creek Hot Springs can be found outside of Victorville, CA, which will be under 3 hours from Hollywood. Anything you do, do not follow Google Maps. We drove the motor home to Bowen Ranch up a little dirt road, where we were greeted with a wonderful hippy woman named Sycamore. There are alternate routes which are totally free. To find out more, click the button below.
From Bowen Ranch, it's of a two mile hike to the hot springs. Like consistently, camp out at your personal risk. For disregarding the rules, you could get a ticket.
The trail has some outstanding views of desert landscapes and is really simple to follow throughout the day. On another side, we're able to begin to see individuals bathing and the hot springs included. After observing several folks wade around their necks in ice cold water to reach the springs (there is no bridge), we were fortunate to observe a skilled hot springer wade through a knee deep portion of plain water. We took our shoes off, rolled up our trousers, and endured the creek. I am a wimp in regards to cold, along with the stream on my naked legs felt like getting stabbed with needles that are tiny. Luckily, they had stopped hurting when I reached the different side of the creek and were practically numb.
After locating a dry place for our packs, we continued to strip down and soak in the springs shooting the breeze with other hot springers and while drinking our bloody Mary mix. The individuals that are best were two old men who went by Hippie D and Wild Bill. Hippie D, aptly nicknamed, was a tall, lanky, old man with sunkissed shoulder length blond hair, and Wild Bill proved to be a pleasant grey haired man who warned us that he'd get us into trouble. We befriended hippies D first, and he sipped about the bloody Mary that he was passed over to by us. They promised us that it might get rather crazy while the picture in the hot springs looked fairly mellow right now. Two examples contained psychedelic use on location among Slovakian video shoots and various guests.
As the sun set the surrounding air temperature got chilly, and I used to be happy that we were nestled up in the Uterus, among the hot spring pools that are bigger. There were about seven other people that are certainly inebriated in the Uterus with us, as well as goofy antics and their boisterous laughter had us amused for quite awhile. Where someone had put a glowstick one person in particular would swim down to your place in the Uterus. He'd return up gasping for air and telling us relating to this spectacular submerged pub in the place where they sell drinks that are magic. I really do not believe he was in need of drinks that are magic.
We remained in the pools to the night time, and also the star-studded skies looked just like a geodesic dome that has been occasionally graced using several shooting stars that were big. We were fortunate enough to be in the peak of the Geminid meteor shower at the hot springs! The chilly flow was incredibly jarring to my nervous system after sitting in some hot water throughout the day.