Found the perfect swimming hole

There's a campsite up north that I've been going to for the past few summers. It's in the middle of nowhere -- part of the Plumas National Forest. Some of you have gone with me and know what a special place it is.

Last weekend, we made another trip to celebrate Kay's birthday. She has a really old, possibly unreliable guide to swimming holes in California that has a spot listed within walking distance from this campground. We tried to follow several different interpretations of the directions, but we never have been able to find it.

Until last weekend.

This swimming hole is amazing! It's got everything: crystal clear water in deep green pools, a little waterfall, logs propped across the river to sunbathe on, and big boulders to dive off. We tried to take pictures, but for reasons unknown they all came out fuzzy (see below). Perhaps it's an enchanted swimming hole?