For thousands of years, Mother Nature has sent up a cold weather signal from this very spot. The swans arrive, the turkeys gather, and the deer descend.
For hundreds of years, members of the now NW Band of Shoshone would also heed the signal and make this, and nearby geothermal pockets along the Bear River, a winter camp and home.
For the last 60 years, an eclectic collection of farmers, families, and friends rounded this corner and maybe took a dip after a long day fishing.
For the last decade, customers from mostly nearby towns would see this steam rise right before crashing for the night in an old vintage trailer.
For the last 3 years, one by one, many of you have rounded this bend and seen, for the first time, the same steamy signal call you in.
At one time or another, we have all come here to experience this same magic by following in the footsteps of those who were here long before.
Sooner or later, we will all pass it on to those who will follow long after we leave.
Here, and with all-natural land, the invitation is the same -
Leave it better than you found it. Honor those who came before and prepare those who have yet to even come.
Three years from now. 10 years from now. 60 years from now. A hundred years from now. A thousand years from now.