I mean with a name like that… you’d think it was a joke. But it’s actually the Old Faithful of Lassen Volcanic National Park, which Stephanie and I visited with Joy and Kyle over Labor Day weekend. We started the drive up Friday night, did a little Motel 6 camping in Red Bluff, and then continued on our way Saturday morning.
Bumpass Hell is about a mile and a half off the main road, and well worth it. There’s a steam vent that sounds like a jet engine, boiling pools of gray-purple mud, and the stench of sulfur that fell somewhere on a continuum between rotten eggs and chicken soup.