There are stories (aural histories, folklore and legends, and forum threads) about car batteries being stolen, windows being smashed and tires being slashed. In reality, it’s safe and typical and non-threatening. The hike in through the woods and up a notable hill is long, colorfully dark and earthy smelling. The tubs and facilities are functional and rustic and in well-used but perfect working order. Everything just smells a little funky and the crowd (and its activities) are invariably remarkable, as well entertaining.
The best part about Bagby Hot Springs is the hike in into Bagby Hot springs because it’s moody and pretty in a very basic and welcomed way. The worst part about Bagby Hot Springs is getting your car fucked with while you share hot water with strangers in one of the lopsided above ground hot tubs or high school locker room sets or glory hole stalls.