Lucerne Hot Springs

The Rocker: It's not a heated swimming pool like Banff

The Shocker: It's hot shit. Literally.

That's right, i went off the beaten track in search of a hot pool to soak my plums in. After an hour or so down THE ICE ROAD OF DEATH! (to the tune of "Angel of Death") you arrive at a three space carpark nxt to a vertical drop cliff, with a skating rink for a footpath. Awesome.

Unperturbed by the very real possibilities of a guard rail suppository, we brave few treked on to find an admittedly lovely little set of rockpools to sit and obliterate your bruises. And a frozen river. Yeah, i  went in the frozen river. Three times. Children? Never.

After compressing my future lineage into a raisin, jumping in the hot pools is ecstacy. Feels like you're having your skin flaked off by a thousand angry IRS agents, which is a fantastically pleasent feeling. Untill you notice all the white crap floating in the pool. And the discarded band aids. On a plus side, you can drink to your hearts content in there, as some folks were keenly doing, god only knows how they got back along THE ICE ROAD OF DEATH, guess that's a story for another day.

Oh well, if you're in the area, it's lovely.

Rating: 8 out of 10 Prince's