I think the first of many multi-night visits to Guadalupe Canyon camp was in '59, and we thought it was a piece of Heaven. Even then the large
warm-water swimming hole was there, as well as several concrete-lined natural "hot tubs" near the actual springs, and we most often had the place to
ourselves other than the proprietor and his wife and kids. At least half the time nobody was there at all. We went in a 2-wheel drive '47 Chevy
pickup, and there were no problems with the road-in other than it being rocky and rough. Also, if you hiked up the canyon about a mile, or 2, there
was a beautiful waterfall with a swimming hole at it's base. What more could one ask for? |