Growing up every child dreams of having land to run around on and a swimming hole to cool off in. This spot here has served one of those obvious purposes. If you follow the well-worn path you will be taken to the local swimming hole my wife used to visit as a child. Lessons of life have been learned at this spot and many hot summer days have been enjoyed here. If you have time bring a lawn chair and just sit in the water and listen to the sound of the passing water.
A burbling tuneful peaty burn Like amber whisky flowing clear where darting minnows twist and turn Is soothing music to my ear. Between the banks of rushes green Below the falls a deep dark pool Where lads who come to swim are seen Enjoying fun and keeping cool. I paddle in the flowing brine where icy waters cool my feet And ripple through my toes, sublime. A feeling rare, supremely sweet. The swimming hole, a place to be when sun is warm and spirits free I spend a quiet happy day And watch my worries float away.
This cache is accessible from the road and you DO NOT have to go down the trail to the swimming hole, but you are welcome to if you wish. BYOP.