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    <title>dominic eidson: Category Historical</title>
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      <title>Veteran's Day</title>
      <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://clients.dominiceidson.com/image/I00003R0gne3gx4A"&gt;&lt;img src='http://cdn.c.photoshelter.com/img-get/I00003R0gne3gx4A/s/500/I00003R0gne3gx4A.jpg' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Today is Veteran&amp;#8217;s Day in the US. The day we thank and honor all the people who have fought for our freedom.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;I have the honor of knowing several in person, and just want to say thank you from the bottom of my heart.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
      <pubDate>Fri, 11 Nov 2011 14:33:00 -0600</pubDate>
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      <author>Dominic</author>
      <link>http://www.dominiceidson.com/blog/articles/2011/11/11/veterans-day</link>
      <category>Historical</category>
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      <title>I have a voice</title>
      <description>&lt;p&gt;One of my favorite scenes in a recent movie is in &amp;#8220;The Kings Speech&amp;#8221; when King George is pacing in Westminister Abbey while the speech therapist is sitting on the coronation throne:&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;blockquote&gt;
    &lt;p&gt;Lionel Logue: Listen to you? By what right?&lt;br /&gt;
    King George VI: By divine right if you must, I am your king.&lt;br /&gt;
    Lionel Logue: No you&amp;#8217;re not, you told me so yourself. You didn&amp;#8217;t want it. Why should I waste my time listening?&lt;br /&gt;
    King George VI: Because I have a right to be heard. &lt;strong&gt;I have a voice!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;

&lt;p&gt;I have on occasion felt like King George in the scene above. Writing that used to come relatively easy, has been a bit slow lately. Very slow. &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Several friends of mine asked me when I&amp;#8217;ll start writing here again. I never had a good answer, other than &amp;#8220;sometime soon.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;I am starting to crawl out of that hole, however. I miss writing. I miss the storytelling. Most of all, &lt;em&gt;I miss my voice.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;I have a lot of material in my head. Some of it is sadly not for public consumption, while some of it will be put here, in due time.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;And photography. It took almost 6 months to get my equipment replaced from the &lt;a href="http://www.dominiceidson.com/blog/articles/2011/03/29/improvise-adapt-overcome"&gt;break-in and theft earlier&lt;/a&gt; this spring. That also got in the way of a project I have in the works, which I&amp;#8217;ll be picking up again as well.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Look forward to seeing more on here, both in writing and picture.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;After all, &lt;strong&gt;I have a voice.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
      <pubDate>Wed, 21 Sep 2011 12:46:00 -0500</pubDate>
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      <author>Dominic</author>
      <link>http://www.dominiceidson.com/blog/articles/2011/09/21/i-have-a-voice</link>
      <category>Historical</category>
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      <title>Improvise. Adapt. Overcome.</title>
      <description>&lt;p&gt;Once again, I realise that things are a bit too quiet here. In the weeks leading up to the last few blog posts, I had just sat down and revamped my blogging strategy (Is there such a thing) to cover such things as not letting the blog languish for too long at a time.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Also, I am trying to focus the blog more around my photography, with the occasional theology post thrown in - instead of having a theology blog with occasional photography posts thrown in.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Oh, and did I mention the first of several photography projects that I was ramping up? One was on a pretty tight timeline, as it was due to start showing&amp;#8230; in 2 days?&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;And then Plan B happened&lt;/em&gt;: While at lunch one fateful Sunday, my truck was broken in to, and all my gear stolen.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Gone.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;You read it right: &lt;strong&gt;Gone.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;A kind gentleman in a white Chevy Tahoe drove through the parking lot, took a look around and helped me to what would ultimately result in a new truck window and a sizable claim with my insurance company.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;The meantime has been bitter-sweet. I&amp;#8217;ve realised exactly how much I use my camera on a daily basis, and at the same time not having it around, I&amp;#8217;ve had to make due with what I have left: A 7.1MP Canon SD550 and my 3MP cell phone.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Both of which have been surprisingly useful. I think can be a good exercise for photographers to force themselves to have restrictive limits, as it brings out creativity that previously was ignored because there were no restrictions.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;The flip side of the coin is that the pseudo-hiatus has fuelled my passion for photography greatly. I can&amp;#8217;t wait to finish the projects I started and start on some of the other projects that I&amp;#8217;ve come up with since this all started.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;In the meantime, hang in there. I promise good things will come.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
      <pubDate>Tue, 29 Mar 2011 23:58:00 -0500</pubDate>
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      <author>Dominic</author>
      <link>http://www.dominiceidson.com/blog/articles/2011/03/29/improvise-adapt-overcome</link>
      <category>Photography</category>
      <category>Historical</category>
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      <title>March 6th 2005</title>
      <description>&lt;p&gt;I can&amp;#8217;t believe it&amp;#8217;s been 5 years. Since I got the email from a friend asking if I knew where John was. Since I got that nagging feeling in the back of my gut that something was  wrong.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Later that day I received another email and the nagging feeling turned into pain. Anger. Sadness. Grief.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;John was dead. He was swept away and buried 4 feet under by an avalanche while, ironically enough, taking an avalanche safety course.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;He was one of my closest friends, a strong Christian brother and one of my earliest mentors, continually challenging me to grow and mature in my faith.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;It would be a lie to say that time has healed all the pain, but I look forward to the day when we will meet again.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mr_dom/2395317828/" title="Dear John by Mr. Dom, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3055/2395317828_2fe6ff41bb.jpg" width=400" alt="Dear John" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Related:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.dominiceidson.com/blog/articles/2008/04/06/dear-john"&gt;Dear John&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.atalayasar.org/johnjensen/jensen.htm"&gt;Atalaya SAR&amp;#8217;s Memorial page&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
      <pubDate>Sat, 06 Mar 2010 16:19:00 -0600</pubDate>
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      <author>Dominic</author>
      <link>http://www.dominiceidson.com/blog/articles/2010/03/06/march-6th-2005</link>
      <category>Just me</category>
      <category>God</category>
      <category>Historical</category>
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      <title>Friday morning Hangover</title>
      <description>&lt;p&gt;LOUD ANNOYING SOUND. (&lt;em&gt;stupid alarm clock. smash.&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Light. (&lt;em&gt;why did I open my eyes?&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Pain. (&lt;em&gt;ugh. what&amp;#8217;s that all about?&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Yes. I woke up with a hangover this morning. After &lt;strong&gt;one&lt;/strong&gt; glass of wine last night. (Clearly my tolerance is, well, non-existant.)&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;But I had a great time. Because last night was my 27th* birthday celebration &amp;mdash; the invitation set the tone for the evening:&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;
We&amp;#8217;re celebrating Dominic&amp;#8217;s 27th&lt;sup&gt;*&lt;/sup&gt; birthday with dinner at NoRTH!&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;center&gt;Our friend is getting older,&lt;br /&gt;
It&amp;#8217;s time for us to say:&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#8220;Happy Birthday, Dominic!&amp;#8221;&lt;br /&gt;
In the nicest way.&lt;br /&gt;
So we&amp;#8217;re taking him to dinner&lt;br /&gt;
Because we all like food-&lt;br /&gt;
NoRTH&amp;#8217;s the place he&amp;#8217;s picked to go&lt;br /&gt;
Because it tastes so good!&lt;br /&gt;
Our friend he has requested,&lt;br /&gt;
That rather than a gift,&lt;br /&gt;
You bring a piece of powetwy&lt;br /&gt;
To grace our dinner with!  &lt;br /&gt;
So come meet us on Thursday next,&lt;br /&gt;
One half-hour before eight-&lt;br /&gt;
And please we ask you - for Dom&amp;#8217;s sake -&lt;br /&gt;
Oh please, just don&amp;#8217;t be late!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;There was much merriment had &amp;mdash; it was wonderful to spend the evening with some great friends. Several people also brought poems, just as Emily had requested in the invitation.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Kelly and Marianne spent the time waiting for us to be seated to write their own little impromptu poem:&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;blockquote&gt;
    &lt;p&gt;Dom, you used to be my neighbor&amp;#8230;&lt;br /&gt;
    &lt;em&gt;That&amp;#8217;s so cool, did you play with light sabers?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
    But then you up and moved, and I was sad.&lt;br /&gt;
    &lt;em&gt;Ah man, why&amp;#8217;d you have to make her feel so bad?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
    And then you went and bought a big-ass truck&amp;#8230;&lt;br /&gt;
    &lt;em&gt;Whoa, you just made Kelly Kemp say &amp;#8220;ass&amp;#8221;&amp;#8230; what the f&amp;#8230;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
    &amp;#8230; but I&amp;#8217;m still glad you&amp;#8217;re my friend.&lt;br /&gt;
    &lt;em&gt;Alas, this poem must come to an end.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;

&lt;p&gt;The food was delicious. (If anyone wants to go back there again for dinner, please let me know. I&amp;#8217;ll be happy to come along for company. ;) Since we had reservations and it still took a while to get us seated, we were given a number of free appetizers when we first sat down. the Bruschetta with  whatever was on it was DELICIOUS! (As was pretty much everything else there. Yumm.)&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Krista brought the next poem &amp;mdash; &lt;em&gt;Spring&lt;/em&gt;, by Gerard Manley Hopkins:&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;blockquote&gt;
    &lt;p&gt;NOTHING is so beautiful as spring&#8212;&lt;br /&gt;
    &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;When weeds, in wheels, shoot long and lovely and lush;&lt;br /&gt;
    &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Thrush&#8217;s eggs look little low heavens, and thrush&lt;br /&gt;
    Through the echoing timber does so rinse and wring&lt;br /&gt;
    The ear, it strikes like lightnings to hear him sing;&lt;br /&gt;
    &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The glassy peartree leaves and blooms, they brush&lt;br /&gt;
    &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The descending blue; that blue is all in a rush&lt;br /&gt;
    With richness; the racing lambs too have fair their fling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
    
    &lt;p&gt;What is all this juice and all this joy?&lt;br /&gt;
    &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;A strain of the earth&#8217;s sweet being in the beginning&lt;br /&gt;
    In Eden garden.&#8212;Have, get, before it cloy,&lt;br /&gt;
    &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Before it cloud, Christ, lord, and sour with sinning,&lt;br /&gt;
    Innocent mind and Mayday in girl and boy,&lt;br /&gt;
    &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Most, O maid&#8217;s child, thy choice and worthy the winning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Dessert was just as good as the meal &amp;mdash; alas, the Tiramisu had too much caffeine in it, and I was unable to finish it without staying up all night.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;All in all this goes down in history as one of the best birthdays I&amp;#8217;ve had. Thank you so much all of you that came, it is truly a blessing to be surrounded by you guys.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;(&lt;sup&gt;*&lt;/sup&gt; Actual age may vary.)&lt;/p&gt;</description>
      <pubDate>Fri, 19 Feb 2010 09:32:00 -0600</pubDate>
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      <author>Dominic</author>
      <link>http://www.dominiceidson.com/blog/articles/2010/02/19/friday-in-which-we-wake-up-with-a-hangover</link>
      <category>Just me</category>
      <category>Historical</category>
      <category>dontdrinkagain</category>
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      <title>Meta-Job</title>
      <description>&lt;p&gt;As of Monday last, I am now the Team lead for the Network Engineering team at work.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Go me. :)&lt;/p&gt;</description>
      <pubDate>Wed, 16 Jul 2008 09:07:00 -0500</pubDate>
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      <author>Dominic</author>
      <link>http://www.dominiceidson.com/blog/articles/2008/07/16/meta-job</link>
      <category>Just me</category>
      <category>Lunacy</category>
      <category>Historical</category>
      <category>crazyness</category>
      <category>work</category>
      <category>askmelater</category>
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      <title>Playing catch-up</title>
      <description>&lt;p&gt;I am sorry, dear readers, for having neglected you as I have for the last few weeks.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Life has been rather busy and eventful - so it&amp;#8217;s been difficult to find ways to express everything in a concise manner, without taking to run-on sentences, excessive blather, et cetera.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Blah, blah, stop avoiding the subject, Dom)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Fine, fine.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Here goes:&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;I am getting closer on the house purchase. Against all odds, the government and the banks decided to approve my financing. After 10am tomorrow (Tuesday) I&amp;#8217;ll have a house. My very own house.)&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;I spent an evening a few weeks ago with some fellow photographers making images. Surprisingly enough, the image I like &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mr_dom/2510855550/"&gt;the most&lt;/a&gt;, didn&amp;#8217;t get popular. &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mr_dom/2510855668/"&gt;Another one&lt;/a&gt; did instead. Strange.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;I was coerced to attend a wedding for Memorial Weekend (under duress.) Nah, it wasn&amp;#8217;t really that bad, just hot, humid and sweaty. All ingredients in a Texas summer wedding. I happened to &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mr_dom/sets/72157605254892734/"&gt;take some photographs&lt;/a&gt; while there, carefully avoiding upsetting the photographer they had hired. I think I did well&amp;mdash; we ended up exchanging business cards and lighting/equipment tips at the end of the day.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;In my own infinite wisdom, I spent Memorial Day outside in the heat sweating while looking for small hidden containers. This is also known as &lt;a href="http://www.geocaching.com/"&gt;geocaching&lt;/a&gt;, and apparently a dangerous summer sport in Texas. (I spent the evening recovering from dehydration and heat exhaustion. (Despite having drank water - apparently not enough.)&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Did I mention I&amp;#8217;m closing on my house tomorrow?&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Yes, you did.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;I spent this last Saturday floating down the Guadalupe river in an inner tube. Being a very common Texas recreational activity, it was much fun. On the downside, I did lose my sunglasses&amp;mdash; on the bright side, they weren&amp;#8217;t my expensive prescription ones.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;I did bring a camera on this trip, but it wasn&amp;#8217;t without it&amp;#8217;s own problems. The LCD on the back was broken (effectively shooting blind), and we briefly lost the camera + photos toward the end of the trip. I&amp;#8217;ll let y&amp;#8217;all know when those photos are up.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
      <pubDate>Mon, 02 Jun 2008 18:47:00 -0500</pubDate>
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      <author>Dominic</author>
      <link>http://www.dominiceidson.com/blog/articles/2008/06/02/playing-catch-up</link>
      <category>Photography</category>
      <category>Homeownership</category>
      <category>Historical</category>
      <category>crazyness</category>
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      <title>Busy busy busy</title>
      <description>&lt;p&gt;The last few days have been pretty busy around here.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Friday night, I volunteered as Security for a &lt;a href="http://www.caedmonscall.com/"&gt;Caedmon&amp;#8217;s Call&lt;/a&gt; concert. It was fun, the concert great, meeting the band was awesome&amp;#8230; but it was long hours standing on my feet.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Saturday, we moved &lt;a href="http://www.thisiswhoiam.org/articles/2008/03/31/weve-moved"&gt;Rebecca&lt;/a&gt; and her roommate, Rebecca (a.k.a. Bopling.)&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;this feat was accomplished by 17 people in about 2 hours. Many hands make light work, or somesuch.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;That evening, I was invited to a coworker&amp;#8217;s birthday/I-finally-sold-my-house party, which was great fun. The party (not I, I drank mostly water) emptied the margarita machine twice (6 gallons total), I got to see some other coworkers in a more &amp;#8220;relaxed&amp;#8221; setting.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;I finally got home sometime after 4am (I know, my fault.) And crashed in bed. Yay.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;All the above was fun, but exhausting, and that&amp;#8217;s not all of it&amp;#8230; more in the next entry. :)&lt;/p&gt;</description>
      <pubDate>Wed, 02 Apr 2008 15:36:00 -0500</pubDate>
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      <author>Dominic</author>
      <link>http://www.dominiceidson.com/blog/articles/2008/04/02/busy-busy-busy</link>
      <category>Historical</category>
      <category>I</category>
      <category>am</category>
      <category>no</category>
      <category>longer</category>
      <category>20</category>
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      <title>Weekend recap</title>
      <description>&lt;p&gt;As many of you have pointed out, this last weekend was Easter Weekend. So instead of spending the weekend sitting at home, I decided to join a bunch of geocachers at &lt;a href="http://www.tpwd.state.tx.us/spdest/findadest/parks/lake_mineral_wells/"&gt;Lake Mineral Wells State Park&lt;/a&gt; for a weekend of running around the woods looking for small hidden containers.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;The weekend was great - &lt;a href="http://www.thisiswhoiam.org/"&gt;Rebecca&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.bolkey.org/"&gt;Rick&lt;/a&gt; came with. A great time was had by all, but boy was it tiring. 4.5 hours of hoofing it through the woods at high speed, only   pausing briefly while searching for the caches.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Sunday morning we slept in (8am for me, hah!) and made hot dogs in biscuit-dough blankets. Most delicious, once you get the procedure down. Yumm.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;I was oh-so-sore and oh-so-tired, but boy, was it worth it.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;I love the outdoors.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
      <pubDate>Wed, 26 Mar 2008 10:07:00 -0500</pubDate>
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      <author>Dominic</author>
      <link>http://www.dominiceidson.com/blog/articles/2008/03/26/weekend-recap</link>
      <category>Travelling</category>
      <category>Historical</category>
      <category>geocaching</category>
      <category>camping</category>
      <category>mineral</category>
      <category>wells</category>
      <category>yum</category>
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      <title>Mental health Monday</title>
      <description>&lt;p&gt;As some of you may know, the last few months have been rather busy here in Dominic-land. Between work (blech) and some bad time planning, I&amp;#8217;ve felt like it&amp;#8217;s all GO GO GO with very little downtime.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;This last weekend was no exception - after a full week of work, I spent all day Saturday and Sunday in a photography workshop. 20 pages of notes and a thoroughly overloaded brain later, I was ready for some R&amp;amp;R.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Rick had sent out an email earlier in the week, wondering if anyone wanted to go spend some quality time at &lt;a href="http://www.tpwd.state.tx.us/spdest/findadest/parks/enchanted_rock/"&gt;Enchanted Rock State Park&lt;/a&gt; on the following monday, it being MLK day and all.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;So I concocted a notice to my boss, mentioning something about mental health or whatnot&amp;#8230; and took the day off.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;David, Rick, Rebecca and I got a late start Monday morning, which wasn&amp;#8217;t too bad - by the time we arrived in the park, there was almost nobody else there - for a while, I swear we had the park to outselves. It was a bit overcast, and the occational drizzling rain, but that&amp;#8217;s not going to stop someone with the mission of &amp;#8220;Just wanting to spend the day not in Austin.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;And that we did. We hiked around parts of the park I&amp;#8217;d never been to - in the past when I&amp;#8217;ve gone out to Enchanted Rock, it&amp;#8217;s been solely to climb - so you generally stick to the same parts of the park. This time we headed out on the long loop trail, did some bushwhacking, some shortcuts, some mudding&amp;#8230; it was fun.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;The drive home was relatively uneventful - we were all stiff and sore from hiking all day, and sitting in Rebecca&amp;#8217;s CRV for the drive home didn&amp;#8217;t help much&amp;#8230;.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;But all in all, it was a great day to spend a Monday.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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